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General Category => Catfight , Boxing & Wrestling Stories => Catfighting => Topic started by: stormbolt7 on January 27, 2014, 05:31:51 AM
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PT 1
A story told that can't be real. Somehow must reflect the truth we feel.
It was a misty morning, seeming to be standing at the edge of time. Proud, tall masted ships gently rocked in the fog bound harbor.
The fog had begun to thin, and burn off in the coming light of day. Yet some still enjoyed the comfort of the tavern.
It had been several months, since we broke the hold. That Lady Hearne, and her East india network, had held on the seas.
We had divied up loot, and swag. With the various ships captains joined at Bitchslap island. Then for a spell, headed out seperately onto the high seas. Knowing if the need came again. We would be a joined pirate fleet again.
Captain Tiffany's CatsClaws, Captain Lisa's Bondage having traded hands. As Tiffany along with her first mate beatenSuneha. Seemed to enjoy the notion of being on the Bondage instead.
Captain Alison Rocks on the Leather Lady, as well as Captain Jessika with her auburn snatch. Had headed in different directions from the BloodStorm for the time being. Kayla opting to spend some quality time with her mother, now reunited again.
All of them having normal contact points, for emergencies. As well as the use of Bitchslap island.
As well as planned gatherings and events at said place.
The seas had been calm. Some of the ladies lookng to make a place for themselves on land. After getting their fair share of treasure. So as usual, new pirates would be needed.
Captain Storm leaving his vessel in the capable hands of his first mates Little miss BS Jen, and his beloved pirate Megan. After securing his store of rum.
Storm had gone ashore, while giving most of his crew shore leave as well.
Megan, and Jen to have their turns at shore leave as well.
The sound of music, laughter and voices heavy in the air.
A few games of chance, drinking and smoking going on as well.
Storm enjoying himself, while listening for good leads on capable catfighters ashore. That may be willing to sign articles and become catfighting pirates.
A few names striking his fancy, such as Serena77, Lexibabe, and Marlies.
He had heard of another former ships captain ashore looking for a ship of her own. Known as Michelle, along with her a sassy sailing SadieWrestles had also been put ashore.
Becky Stroud, Rama, and some other names being spoken of. Some of them in port, while others had been making names, other islands and ports.
Business was still going good, inside of the tipped tankard.
It was getting close to time for him to head back on board, giving Megan and Jen chances at coming ashore.
Storm was at times being a bit sneaky, when letting his fun loving pirate Megan out from under his eye. Chose to take the late night, early morning time for himself.
While sending Megan out during the day. When the more likely troublemakers would be fast asleep.
Megan could handle herself in a catfight. Yet mischief and trouble seemed to find her often.
Storm drains the last of his tankard, and sets it on the table. Rising to leave, he passes the bar, to drop another top off, for the fine service.
As he stands at the barside. A very lovely, smiling, and staggering young lady heads his way.
She is giggling, and mumbling to herself. "Easy as candy 1,2,3. She says, before bumping into him.
"Oh sorry mister, kind of been drinking." She says smiling, before turning to stagger off.
She was petite, not quite five and a half feet tall. Yet she was pleasingly curvy, and very pretty.
Her dress was decent, yet showing lots of wear.
Storm turns back to the bar, after calling out, no harm was done. Only to find one money pouch gone, from his stash.
"Very good young lassie, one of the lightest touches I have known." Storm smiles, as he says it softly, to the quickly retreating figure.
Sarah breathes a sigh of relief, as she enters her current home. She had enjoyed a good night, and should have enough for the rent, as well as some food again.
Sarah had been taken captive by pirates, after raiding the ship she was on.
She was pretty, yet refused to be the captain's bed candy as desired. So he had put her alone, and ashore by herself here. Leaving her to fend for herself.
After insulting her, and letting her know. If it would have been at sea, she would have walked the plank for her insult.
Yet he had other willing wenches, so honestly had not cared about Sarah's well being in any way.
Sarah sits at her one stool, pulling out the pouches from pockets sewn into her dress, and jacket.
Setting them onto the small table for counting.
Humming to herself, until a very sharp blade presses gently to her throat.
"Easy as Candy it was lass." Storm softly says, as he pulls the blade back, allowing her to turn and face him.
I follow her, to where she lived or paid shares to her thieves guild master. Seeing no other activity, I let myself into the place, heading for where I see the fresh candle light up inside.
The room is not that large. Yet I see it is well kept, and lived in.
I see my lovely pick pocket sitting at a table, back to me. I know at once, making such an dangerous error. This was no regular thief.
This was just someone trying to get by.
I slip closer, wanting to make sure she did not try to flee.
Then I have her at blades end, as she turns to face me. I could not deny, she was beautiful. Once cleaned up, and out of this place, she would truly be stunning.
I could see much flash past her eyes. Fear of being caught, courage to stand her ground, as well as something haunting her, from her past.
I would let her answer of her own accord. Yet I had the feeling, I had just found myself a worthy pirate.
Sarah's heart was pounding in her chest, as he removed the blade from her throat, and sheathed it.
His eyes roamed her, showing appreciation for her womanly beauty.
Yet not the predatory eyes, she had faced while being held captive.
He smiles at her, and she relaxes as well.
"You may be the best pickpocket I ever met." He says to her.
"A gals gotta eat." Sarah replies back, wondering what this would lead to.
"Aye truly spoken lass, you deserve to be able to look after yourself tis true." "Tis also true, your much better than this place, if I don't mind saying." He continues.
"How would you like to leave thie place, and join me as a catfighting pirate?" Storm asks her.
Sarah's mind whirls, as she tries to think of all the possabilities. If nothing else, maybe she could leave here, and find her way home again.
Storm seeing the conflict inside of her.
"Lassie, I swear to yee, if you sail with me." "The ladies on my ship, will learn you what you need to know of fighting or pirating." Storm ads.
Sarah smiling, as she already was very good at catfighting.
"Plus not one male swab will dare lay a hand on yee, against your wishes, if you be part of my crew."
"Unless he wants to taste my blade in his gullet or be fed to the fishes agreed?" He finishes holding out an open hand to her.
Sarah stands smiling up at him, handing out his money pouch to him. "I accept, sign me up." She says.
Storm smiles at her winking, and declining to take the pouch back from her.
"Consider that a signing bonus, miss Candy123." He says letting her keep the money honorably.
"Buy what yee need, and report to the BloodStorm at the docks soon as yee can." He says, getting ready to take his leave.
"Call me Sarah, and I look forward to being a member of your crew." Sarah says in return.
Then Storm takes his leave, while making sure to have a watch set for Sarah. In case any of her other pocket picked folk, came looking for her.
I had made a good find with Sarah, for my crew. I was sure of it.
As I strolled back to his ship he whistling. "So it begins again, a pirates life for me!!"
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Oooh, great to see another epic Pirate story starting up, Stormie! Looking forward to reading all the hot catfights and scenarios! ;D :D ;)
Hugs
Kayla
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Lookin' forward to another fun and exciting Pirate story as well! :) When will ya post up the next part, Storm?
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Lookin' forward to another fun and exciting Pirate story as well! :) When will ya post up the next part, Storm?
AVAST it be the platinum blonde goddess pirate captain of the seas !! Captain Tiffany . Welcome yee be...
Part 2 be under way... Hope to add in every other week, so if not before. Part 2 should sail in next weekend!!
Storm
Have to be rushing off .. someone reported Pirate Megan has locked herself in with the rum stores.. Wheww least it tis not with the cannons and powder like last time. She can blow off steam, while hopefully not blowing us up in the process!!
PIRATE MEGAN !!! Open that door yee fun loving catfighter!!
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Sexy Sluts of the Spanish Main - The Pirate Michelle's Fleet Arrives
I am Commander of the largest pirate fleet this side of Cartagena and we've made our way around the Cape. We have moved in to take what is rightfully ours, that being Tortuga itself! Everything that can be carried away will be! Some dead will be carried off too if we can’t get their valuables and jewelry off of them. Those dead we’ll simply toss overboard after we remove what we want from their cold dead bodies! (Might be the beginning of a zombie trend in pirate land! I can see it now…”Pirates of the Caribbean – Zombies RULE!)
I have my always lustful and bloodthirsty co-captain at my side (I'll let you know her name later as we’ll be having elections aboard ship and those can be long drawn out bloody affairs! Then she has to heal up, the whole nine yards, I’ll get back to you on the final winner). All this usually means we take very few prisoners, other than the ones we want as sex slaves and good sex slaves are getting really hard to find you know. Tortuga has become slim pickings for such slaves recently as its home to so many of these scurvy pirates!! God don’t you just hate those pirate types? They just take and take and take and take!!!! You’d think just once they’d try and give a little back to the community!!! A little Socialism can go a long way ya know!!
My next target is Port Royal, Jamaica the new center of piracy in the Caribbean. Plus we're sailing under letters from the King of France and welcome any English to join us in our quest to plunder and take anything Spanish as our own! Sorry, I just can’t abide any agreement with the Spanish but I do abide by their gold and I get first dibs on all of it!! Plus have you ever seen that King Phillip of Spain dude? That fucker is butt ugly!! Ewwwwww!!
Cartagena, on the northern coast of Colombia and on the Spanish Main, is one of our ultimate goals right now. After we stock up with supplies from our raid on Tortuga, its off to Port Royal and then….Cartagena!! (says with ruffles and flourish!) **Please note this is not quite the same as saying..."We're goin to Disneyworld!!... like after a Super Bowl win....you get it don't you? WE KICKED TORTUGA'S ASS!...so the reporter asks us afterwards what we are gonna do next?.....and me and the crew say in chorus...."We're goin to Disneyworld!!!.......but you get the general idea I think**
All Spanish treasure fleets in route from the Spanish Main and through the Caribbean to Seville are now "Our" property....SO SUE ME!!! (my law firm is Dewey, Cheetum and Howe in New York City fyi). I can do that because as all ways...its ALL ABOUT ME! Well..oh fuck!!....OK!...its about the crew too or they'd mutiny and hang my tall ass and that would suck :) Have you ever walked a damn yard arm? WOWSA!
We also are going to be setting our sites on certain "individuals" we think can be of good use to us as part of our fleet. I can't mention any names right now but I will note you have mentioned a number of the ones we seek, for pleasure and for profit ☺
I stand at the front of the ship, looking to both fore and aft, watching the rest of my powerful fleet stock up with supplies and make ready as we will soon begin our journey to Port Royal. We spent a month coming around the Cape in rough weather and the fleet and crews needed some badly needed rest and relaxation in Tortuga. So it seemed like a good plan to attack Tortuga...do some serious pillaging (I like pillaging)...and let the crews have some badly needed R&R! The fleet weathered the storms well going around the Cape. They then showed me their mettle by taking Tortuga by storm (sorry stormy…no pun intended). I have great ships and even better men and women on them!! All loyal to the core! I may, however, need help if I am to take Port Royal and I may need it badly!
Once I take Port Royal, I want to hang that fucking bastard “Sir” Henry Morgan from the yard arm of my flagship and then plug him with both my flintlock pistols! “Sir” Henry Morgan, the so-called Lord of Port Royal! God that makes me wanna puke! I hate that bastard for what he did to me when he threw me in his prison!......and Oh!...the fucker will pay and pay with his blood! Oh but he'll suffer first, you can mark my words on that! He'll die knowing I took Port Royal and all his gold and riches! The best part is there is nothing that Sir Henry values more so he will live to see me take his treasures! Then I'll disembowel him! I’d have him drawn and quartered but that is so 12th century!! Maybe I’ll make him watch “Gilligan’s Island” reruns! Oh God!! Even I am not that merciless!!
I hate that cocksucker "Sir" Henry Morgan!! How that shithead ever got letters from the King of England I'll never know but it has put the power of the English behind him, although a filthy pirate like me he'll always be, "Sir Henry" or not! I even went to England, to London to see that fucking King! I give him 6...count em!....6 blow jobs!.....and he gives the letters to Morgan?? Is there no loyalty in life anymore? SHEESH! Morgan thinks he'll beat me to my ultimate prizes, which are Cartagena and even Port Bello in Panama, the richest of the Spanish possessions, but I'll beat him there! I've already sent ships ahead to watch.
I sent my second largest ship, the 80-gun "The Flaming Queen"....to handle that job of scoping out Port Bello!
They have an all lesbian crew save for the main deck which I have assigned "The Village People" to. Their captain is one of my most loyal...Sir Freddie Mercury!! "The Village People" do all the heavy lifting and are like sooper dancers and help keep up the spirits of the crew on a long voyage. I'm sure they help keep each other up too but that is another story for anther time :)
But its help I need and I'm not sure where to get it. I have a wild thought!! I need to join forces with another pirate bitch and combine my fleet with hers!! It’s a chancy idea but I didn't get to be captain of the largest pirate fleet on the seas by being timid. Oh hell no!!! I got this job because I look great in a bikini and a pirate’s hat!! Seriously…I mean it!.....that’s how I got the job….really!....I'm not shitting you!!!…. ☺
I need an alliance so that when I join forces with this ally, none of those other weak ass bitches can stop us! But she can’t be as ambitious as me so I need to be careful whom I choose. We have to at least have been on friendly terms in the past unless we can put differences aside for the sake of getting RICH! It has to be someone I can trust, unlike a certain other fucking wench I was teaming with before, whom if I EVER see her scrawny FLAT CHESTED ASS on these seas again I'll blow her out of the water and she knows it! That bitch has run from me for years! Maybe I'll get lucky and find her, box her in one of the shoals or harbors. Then she doesn't stand a fucking chance against our firepower! And noooooo…I won’t name her name ☺
With the right ally, a larger fleet and the French behind me, the English don't stand a chance and the Spanish are just too weak. All the Spanish are good for is allowing me to pirate their treasure ships headed back to Seville and Cadiz.
But first things first!! All lookouts be wary and on guard as we're in the Caribbean now! It’s a pirate’s lair! That and the fucking English are always around and I don't want any surprises and right now no one knows we are coming.
After traveling a week on my flagship, the “Southern Cross”, I make my way ashore with my landing parting around the bay from Port Royal, my faithful killer Shi Tzu dog Carly at my side. Carly, who is 12 pounds of pure Shi Tzu terror, is wearing her eye patch and pirate hat and looking especially fearsome. I take out my Wal Mart Pirate Spyglass and look at the fortifications of Port Royal from our hiding place amongst the jungle growth, checking gun emplacements, counting the number of guns, men, positioning....
"If we attack now with the fleet I have, we can take the town but our losses will be too great!" "We need more help!" "I have to talk to another captain somehow!” “With her ships and mine together, we'd unbeatable!"
"ARRHHH!!!" (pathetic pirate snarl)
"Plus...I need a bitch I’d be a god damn hot combination with!" "She has to be sooper hawt and also look like a really sexy bitch in a bikini!!" "We're talkin rockin bod here folks!!!" "Jesus...be still my beating pirate heart!" "Muthafucka!"
Thinking to myself…..”If we can attack by both the sea and also from the land side of the town, that way we'll have them between the fleet and our land forces!” “With Port Royal under my flag, we will control the Caribbean! Then the fucking English will not dare fuck with us!” “And the Spanish will be ripe for the picking all over the seas between here and Cadiz!” “I hate having to share with the French but the French queen is soooo fucking great in bed!! GAWWWD!!!” “Its damn well worth it!” “That bitch has a tongue that drives me WILD!” “But that’s another story for another time!”
*At that point Michelle's favorite hunting hawk swoops in and lands on her shoulder...also sporting a little patch over one eye*
"Hey Stormy!" "My favorite hawk!" "Did you come to see your Mommy?"…..."Yesss?"......"Does Stormy hawk love Mommy?"......"Yes he sure does!!.....doesn't he?" “Oh he’s so cute!”
*Reaches up…lets the hawk jump over on her forearm…..moves her forearm up to her face and gives her hawk a little kiss on the head, the hawk pecking playfully at her cheek*
*At this point the ever jealous Carly barks a few times and Michelle reaches down and strokes her furry head*
"Carly gets soo jealous!” “Jesus Carly!” “Stormy hawk deserves a little attention too!"
"Ok men!” “Back to the ships!” “We have plans to make and an attack to plan!”.....the adventure is just beginning!
Footnote - as I am always for giving credit where credit is due...please make note any Hollywood producers that the title of the masterpiece was provided by "The Scribbler"....well known bon vivant and raconteur :)
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Hhhm, looks like the start of another sexy, wacky Pirate adventure ... with some extra hot spice added by Michelle ... looks like Storm & Michelle could produce a mixture together more potent than gunpowder and sharper than a cutlass ... Heh! Heh! ;D :D
Meaow
Jessie
WHY thank you Jessika !!
ABOVE, is a PREVIEW of Michelle's own style of Pirate fun and catfighting mischief. If the muse takes her and she writes more.
Michelle's story will then spin off, into her VERY own Pirate story thread!!
This way keeping them seperate and more easy to keep track of the different story settings and themes.
PART 2 of my tale should post later tonight... INTRODUCING a few NEW characters as well as starting to re-introduce some faves from the past epics.
Storm
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Captain Tiffany stood topless, smiling, and on the deck of the Bondage. The platinum blonde beauty, enjoying the sun, and sea spray, against her proudly thrust, heaving chest.
It had been some time, since the epic battle to finish Lady Hearne's stranglehold on the high seas.
Yet now rumors had begun, of someone picking up those reigns of control again.
Tiffany wanted to re-join some of her fellow pirate captains. They needed to be warned, that something dangerous again. Seemed to be sailing the high seas. Yet Tiffany would have more chances to try and persuade Suneha, with catfighting and bondage before she met any of them again.
I had made certain of Sarah's safe travel to the ship. Now I was waiting in a more private area. Of the Mermaid's Mead, for a chance hastily arranged meeting. With another very promising prospect.
My eyes keeping a watch for my contact. A filled mug in my hand, when a commotion begins disturbing the tavern nearby me.
A crowd is howling, as someone is shoving their way through them.
I just happen to set my mug back down.
As a very pretty young, sandy haired young lass breaks free. Runs over, and jumps onto my lap, hugging herself to me.
A wide grin breaking on her face, as her slightly intoxicated gaze, silently pleads with mine.
"Ohhh there you are, bet you missed your sexy, snarky Sadie didn't you sweetie?" She calls out, loud enough to be heard.
Sadie hugs herself to me, and grabs my mug, taking a quick gulp from it. Then before I can say word one. The lovely young lass kisses me, while guiding one of my hands to a very thinly garmented, pert, heaving breast.
"You ain't getting away with it Sadiewrestles, you cheat!!" A very loud, obnoxious, and large gorilla of a man says. As he steps up, grabs Sadie's long sandy blonde hair, and yanks her head back with it.
Sadie cries out in surprise, as he begins dragging her off my lap by her hair.
Even as she tries to cling to me, as my anger rises. Things happening so quickly. I was not even able to enjoy. The fact I had a lovely young lass on my lap, with her firm, well formed breast in my grasp.
"Belay that yee swab or you and I will have a very harsh disagreement me bucko." I voice to him, as I help Sadie to her feet. While freeing her hair from his grasp. Sadie trembling slightly, as she clings now to my side.
"Oh hey chunks, when did you get back to port?" "By the way, this is my sweetie, and he just loves his Sadie-kins don't you?" Sadie asks, working my arm around her, as she smiles widely, at the man glaring at her, as a few of his mates begin to side him.
"You cheat, that damn map you lost to me at cards, was fake." He states, glaring at her.
"Woww seriously, that took me a long time to draw." "I was sure had to have treasure at the end of it." Sadie ads smiling and feeling steadier, as her mystery, surprised lover. Was standing fast by her side, not giving her away yet.
If he took a dislike to her, he could walk away, leaving lovely Sadie to be shark bait.
She did force this scene on him, and drank some of his drink. Still she had let him, enjoy a feel of her boob, so hopefully that would mean something.
"You really should know what stakes your playing for." "I never said it was an original pirate treasure map." "Just if you followed it, you would have a wonderful adventure." Sadie ads the drink helping to add a giggle at the end of it.
"Hand her over mister, we have no quarrel with you." Chunks states, his eyes trying to size up the man before him. Chunks had size on him.
Yet even with the odds seeming to be against him. The man was not backing down.
"See here yee salty dog." "This lady be my guest, and she will sit down and enjoy herself." Storm finally replies back, guiding Sadie to his seat.
Sadie's heart pounding, as she crosses her eyes, and sticks out her tongue at the men facing them.
"See told you, he is madly in love with me." Sadie says. Before her eyes light up, and she picks up his mug again, downing more of the strong alcohol quickly.
Chunks angered by her actions, takes a step forward. Storm's hands move quickly.
One to the hilt of his cutlass, the other to the butt end of his pistol.
"I will thank yee to make sail, and leave my lass alone. Before we have a serious discussion on etiquette with the ladies." Storm voices low, yet the unspoken threat of it. Coming across loudly.
"Before this goes further, who is the dead man before us." Chunks asks, his cohorts readying to jump in.
"Captain Storm, sorry for my late arrival." A very pleasing woman's voice sounds from behind them.
The men tense, eyes re-assessing someone. Who has gone from being an unknown enemy. To one known to be a very respected and deadly rival.
As well as another possible enemy at their backsides now.
"This ain't over Sadie, mark my words." Chunks tosses, as the small group begins to back up.
"Just because you can't play cards, and don't know a good map from bad when yee see one." "Don't blame that on the lass here." "You have further words to say to her, feel free to speak to me first savvy?" Storm says in reply.
Sadie giggles, and smiles, while propping her head on her one arm.
A few more harsh stares, and Sadie's would be killers slink off to drink, curse and try and regather courage.
"Sadie what mischief have you gotten into now?" The new arrival asks, as she moves to the table.
"Captain Michelle?" Storm asks.
Michelle is long legged, slender, yet easily all woman, curved nicely in all the right places.
Sadie's blouse was of thin, well worn material. The Sandy blonde haired pirate very pretty, as well as slender, yet again. Her womanly curves pleasingly told her status as female.
Michelle's blouse and wardrobe spoke of nicer things, as well as having been well to do at some point. Yet here she was, her station changed for the time being.
"Please call me Michelle, can't be a captain, with out a ship of my own." She replies.
As Storm offers her a chair at his table, while signaling for service to bring her a drink.
"Sadie what did you do?" Michelle asks again.
"Didn't do nuthin, just staked a card game with my treasure map." Sadie answers back.
"Then I found my sweetie here, who offered to by me drinks." Sadie says, her smile dimming. As she overturns Storm's mug, discovering she has emptied it.
The server coming over, as Sadie tries whistling for her. "Hey our new friend, orders another round!!" Sadie calls out, before almost spilling from the chair.
Storm catching and righting her just in time.
"Sadie please give us some time to talk business." Michelle asks nicely. Knowing she had better chance of things going as she wanted that way. Than trying to force issue, with someone getting drunk.
"S'fine way to treat me captain, Stormie here was thinking of buying one of my maps." Sadie says, while slowly slipping to her feet, bracing herself against the table.
"Give me some money, I'm thirsty." Sadie says, while opening her mouth, and shifting her tongue, like she had cotton in her mouth.
"You know I don't have it right now." Michelle says. Her usual poise and posture breaking for a moment.
Storm moves to Sadie. Sadie watching, as he takes her hand in his, and kisses the back of it.
At the same time, slipping some coins into it. "Until we meet again Sadie." He says, as she giggles, laughs, and hugs him hard. Before a kiss, and Sadie is off to buy some liquid reenforcements.
Michelle and Storm sit alone, yet now to much attention has been drawn to their meeting.
"No ship, how about joining my crew for a spell." Storm offers.
"I am intrigued after all this." "Yet I have business of my own, in the Cayman islands." Michelle replies.
"Very well, then we need to get you a ship." "Raise your voice and argue." "We need to slip outside, the back alley, for some privacy." Storm says calmly.
"Too many eyes, and ears in here right now." He ads, seeing understanding come into her vibrant eyes.
The ponytailed brunette was seemingly as smart, as she was attractive.
Mugs drained, as they begin raising voices, and making a show of not becoming allies.
Soon they are leaving the table. Voices arguing loudly, about who would make the better captain. Who should serve beneath the others colors.
As they slam out the back door, leaving stares, and murmurs behind them. Yet none taking enough interest to follow. Taking chance of life and limb, between unknown rivals.
Storm and Michelle continue, until they are outside, and slightly away from the possible listeners at the back door. Anyone else knowing if they stuck their heads out that way. Chances would be very good, to have them blasted off by angry pirates.
Storm was eyeing Michelle, trying to assess her. With more time he could have been certain.
Yet for now, he did like the cut of her jib, how she acted and carried herself.
That and her mention of the Cayman's brought a memory back to him.
While plying waters among them. The quick seeming flash of a cross, backlit by the setting sun among trees at one island.
Then it was gone. Storm never getting the chance to look into it more. As well as some legend of a ghost pirate ship seen in those waters. A respected pirate captain by the name of Miles. Having gone missing in those parts.
"Yee need a ship, here is what we will do." "Recently docked is a ship called the ill wind." "Her captain be a frenchman named Luis Rochelle."
"His cargo unloaded, some of it slaves." "There will be some pirates, catfighters aboard." "As he dare not sell captured pirates at this port." Storm continues quickly.
"How can I get this ship away from him by myself?" Michelle asks. Yet her attention, and hopes rising at the prospect of her own ship again.
Her previous ship, had been damaged and lost. During a deadly storm at sea. Luckily an island had been close enough to reach, before drowning.
Storm slides a small pouch of coins from his pocket, handing it over. "Here, buy a few good hands, at the British pound pub." "The rest of your able crew waits to be set free below decks." Storm ads.
"I will give yee a few hours start." "Then I will cause a problem for monsieur Rochelle." "While yee slip aboard and take her." Storm finishes.
As they talked quickly, and discreetly. Sadie was singing a jaunty tune to herself, as she drank inside of an empty barrel, in the alley.
Sadie had bought the bottle, and planned to head out the front. Yet soon found herself getting sleepy, and in the back alley. The wooden barrel keg looking cozy, as she slipped in.
First thinking she was hearing herself. She finally realizes it is someone else.
Sadie rises up, to see Storm handing a money pouch to Michelle.
Michelle saying something about not accepting it. "Screw that we need cash captain." Sadie says softly, while thinking she was yelling it out.
"Tis a business loan, now get going!!" Storm replies back.
Michelle hugs him, taking the pouch, before heading off.
"Hey, get your boobs N hands off my sweetie!!" Sadie cries out louder this time.
Storm turning to spot her, trying to work her way out of the barrel.
"Hey captain, don't leave with out your mate Sadie!!" She cries out, before making an awkward cry, as the barrel topples over, rolling Sadie while still partially inside of it.
The barrel ride ends, with Storm stopping it, and helping her out. "Seems I have myself a stowaway." "Should I keep this one or toss her back?" He asks.
Sadie begins to wobble, as the ground seems to begin spinning even more. Storm gently, but firmly holding onto her.
"Make the ship stop, think I'm gonna be sick." "Mapmaker, and mate Sadie passing out now!!" Sadie manages before doing just that, after a barely made salute.
Storm smiling at her.
"Seems I found myself another stray." He says, lifting Sadie up, cradling her against him.
Later she probably was going to be very sick, before recovering.
Yet like a few other mischief loving pirates on his ship.
Storm had the feeling, that he was going to be very pleased indeed. Having the pleasure of Sadiewrestles, being part of his crew.
He would see her to safety. Knowing she had some onshore that would take advantage, and wished her ill.
Then he would make some trouble, and noise. So Michelle could slip away, about her business aboard the sailing vessel, the ill wind.
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Hhhm, good to see Michelle in the story too! :D :)
hugs
Kayla
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Pirates 3 pt 3
(Characters Princess Ragini N Mohua used courtesy of Eagleton)
I was holding the very lovely Sadie in my arms, wondering how my ship. Would be able to survive adding Sadie, to pirate Megan, Starbear Steph, and the brat sisters Laurie Breeze and Lil Sara. Yet I was pleased to make the attempt.
Michelle had just rounded the corner, slipping off between alley way buildings. When a commotion breaks out, from that direction.
"Promise lass, I will be back for yee." I quickly inform Sadie, before hiding her back, inside the barrel.
Then drawing pistol, and cutlass. I rush ahead.
I soon find Michelle in a pitched battle with two blondes, from the tavern.
The duo, basic tavern wenches, scantilly clad. One was slender, and athletic looking, with subtle curves.
The other buxom, and leaning towards having extra weight, showing in her age. Yet still an attractive woman.
Michelle's clothing, was torn in places, helping to reveal. The brunette beauty, had an even more curvy, and enticing figure. Head to toe, Michelle pleasing in every way.
The beautiful brunette had the more buxom of the blondes gasping for air on her back.
While Michelle and the more slender blonde, tore at each others garments, and flesh. Throwing hard punches.
The blonde on the ground, trying to grab, and immobilize, Michelle's leg. Gaining a nice boot to her bely from Michelle, for her efforts.
I knew Michelle was a pirate, and a stunning woman. Now I could see the lady could handle herself in a fight as well.
She was gaining the upper hand, against her standing opponent. While the other lay curled, and whimpering by her feet, on the ground.
Michelle lands a quick combination of moves. As the other woman jerks, and topples to the ground. Michelle standing fists clenched, ready for more.
"You nasty whore, ruining my working girls." "Guess you will have to work it off on your back." A gruff mans voice speaks. As a long bearded, and large man voices, while stepping out from a doorway.
His attention on Michelle, as the two blondes scoot away, slowly rising, to stand out of the way of fire. None of them yet realizing, someone else had entered the ambush point from behind them.
The blonde duo having taken notice of Michelle. Maybe looking to earn favors or coins. Reporting her to their handler or slave master.
Who figured to rob Michelle, before trying to whore her out. Not knowing how well the lovely brunette could handle herself.
Michelle standing proudly, chest heaving, and partially bared.
As the bearded bully, stands with pistol now focused, and levelled at Michelle's nubile body.
"Give us your coin, and come to my chambers tart, maybe you will live." He says, smiling a gap toothed grin of lust.
"Kaklitch..." The second pistol sounds, as it is cocked, and placed barrel first, against the side of his head.
"Now why do you want to damage a piece of goods like that matey?" I ask, as Michelle smiles, as the blondes turn, eyes widening.
Now they were the ones in the trap.
"Now you low end piece of wharf trash." "Lower yer pistol, before I blow a whole through yer head." "Large enough to sail my ship through." I advise him.
"I can kill her, drop yours and we can talk." The other man counters.
"They call me good time McGinty." "Shall we talk business?" He asks.
Michelle standing tensed yet not moving. Knowing any such motion, could get her shot at this point.
"I've taken a shine to that lass over there." "She has business of mine to tend to, so let her walk, before I burn you down." I reply, nudging his head hard, with my pistol.
"She will die first." McGinty warns.
"Yee spill one drop of her blood." "I will skin you while alive." "Feeding yee a piece at a time to the crabs savvy?" I reply, enjoying his change of body language. The image of his own long suffering demise flashing before his eyes.
McGinty nods, dropping his weapon. "Twas just funning with the lady, I didn't know she was spoken for friend." He answers, trying to show compliance.
"Phoebe, Trixie, leave this woman be." he orders them.
"Now apologize to the lady, you ass." I order.
Michelle saunters closer, as the blondes back off, and McGinty stands smiling back at her.
"No harm done right lady?" He asks hand held out.
"Not yet, you bastard." Michelle replies, before driving her knee up into his groin.
McGinty cries out, before doubling up, while heading to the ground, whimpering, cradling himself.
Michelle stoops to pick a decent sized money pouch out of his coat pocket. "Here figure he owes you this for your beatings." Michelle says, tossing coins towards the blondes. Who gather them up, before rushing away.
Michelle adding the rest, to her gathering finances. "Thanks again, seems like your my guardian angel captain." She says. Michelle not liking being indebted to anyone. Yet for now it was, what it was.
"Just go make ready to take your ship." I reply winking.
Soon as she was gone, I would properly warn McGinty what would happen if he bothered her again. Michelle fought well. Yet a bullet or blade, could turn the tide against any unarmed fighter.
A quick nod of her head, and Michelle was gone. Some new clothes, a few hired crew. Then waiting for the distraction to come.
Sadie was mumbling, as Storm lifts her from the barrel, into his arms again. Her eyes opening slightly, as she smiles up at him.
"Mmmmmm hi sweetie, was it good for you?" She mumbles, before to his surprise. She rises up, to kiss him firmly on the lips. Before snuggling to him, and drifting to sleep again.
"I don't envy yee the headache to soon follow lass." Storm says softly, before carrying her away.
He would leave her sleeping, in a safe place, near the docks. Making sure to gather her up, before heading out.
Storm could just imagine the damage Megan was doing to his stores of rum by now.
This port, soon to be left behind, as he was making enemies fast.
Yet first the aiding of Michelle in taking a ship for herself.
It was later in the day, as Storm saunters along the port byways, to an unpleasant part of the town.
Even being a pirate. Some of the things that went on here, went against his grain.
To his surprise cheers, and noise of possible combat began coming to him. Maybe something to aid in his distraction.
As Storm steps into the opened area of the slave markets.
"Don't let those harlots touch steele Mes amis." A very fanciful looking frenchman says. Watching on, as two dusty skinned beauties, struggle, and fight to reach weapons.
They were trailing ropes, from where they had been bound.
Storm's eyes also taking in some fellow pirates among the crowd. Seafaring pirates, looking to see if shipmates. Were offered as slaves, before heading back to sea.
Men like Rochelle willing to prey upon their own brethren for profit.
The crowd wagering, and calling out to the fighters.
"Time to turn this into a riot." Storm softly says, making his way through the crowd. Properly times words, spoken by the right onlookers.
As fellow pirates soon stand ready to join in. Rochelle spread money, into the right pockets to buy friends.
Yet now Storm had eyes watching, and hands ready to fight as well.
Rochelle was sipping from a expensive looking glass. As Storm slipped close enough to gather some blades.
"Rochelle no matter how you dress it." "A swine is still a swine." Storm calls out, before tossing blades over towards the struggling ladies.
Their eyes take them in, as they clatter to the ground. Eyes finding him, smiles showing on their beautiful faces, as they grasp steele.
"Now it be a fairer fight, don't you think?" I say grinning at him, as he spits out wine, just sipped.
"Kill them, take the loss just finish them!!" Rochelle cries out, as he rises. His face reddening in rage.
Panic moving through the crowd now, as blades clash, fighting erupts in a grander, and louder scale. Pistols being discharged into the air.
The distraction was going very well indeed.
Storm quickly seeing, even though they seemed half starved from captivity. The poorly dressed duo, handled blades expertly.
Still they were outnumbered, and crewman of Rochelle's began trying to track them with pistols.
Storm seeing the frenchman having to many hands close by guarding himself. Began cutting his way towards the dusky skinned beauties.
"AHOYYYYY JOLLY ROGER!!" Storm calls out.
Soon eager pirates begin joining in to the melee. Some enjoying a good fight. While others had friends to free from the slave market. This providing them the best chance to do so.
Now it was a riot indeed.
Michelle smiles, as she motions. Soon with her newly hired crew, they slip onto the ill wind. Freeing the captives still below. The pirates Rochelle knew better than to try and sell at this port. Arming them, and quickly taking the vessel, from the small crew aboard guarding it.
Gun fire from the town, and the rising sounds of chaos.
"The man knows how to make a distraction." Michelle admits, as they hustle Rochelles crew over board.
"The ship is ours captain Michelle." A mate informs her.
"Then lower sails, and lets be away." She orders, most of the captives eager to stay, and set sail out of port.
A few taking chances ashore. Yet Michelle had a full enough crew now.
First they would slip out to sea.
It would take weeks of salt water scrubbing and fair winds. To cleanse the stench of the ship. Yet it was hers now, thanks in major ways to Storm.
Michelle had her father's legacy to try and claim. First she would get her crew properly outfitted and fed.
"Begging yer pardon captain, a matey onshore." "Asked me to give yee this when we made sail." A man says, handing her a letter. Before heading off to ships duties.
Michelle peeks at it, seeing it is from Storm. Having found one of her newly hired crew. He had kept conversation with her in secret.
Later in her cabin, she would find out about the mystery.
For now it just felt wonderful, having the wind in her hair again.
Princess Ragini, and Mohua had almost given up hope. They would die, before serving as common slaves.
Yet fortune seemed to have found them. Just as all looked ill. Someone not only got weapons to them. He was actively fighting his way to their side.
They did not know him, yet he was proving to be an ally.
Things had fallen into an all out battle. Bells began ringning out, and troops began making the scene from the better parts of town.
Rifles begin firing into the sky, as kings soldiers began quieting things, and restoring order.
Savvy pirates silently sneaking compatriots away, that had been captive.
As an officer begins yelling for order.
Rochelle struts forward, "That man tried stealing my property." He accuses, pointing to Storm. Now standing by the princesses.
The officer gives the french man a distasteful look. "Yes I do know who you are sir." He states, showing he did not care for the man or his line of work.
"Is this true?" The officer asks Storm.
"My pardon captain, we just got caught up haggling for fair price." I reply calmly, and respectfully. It could not hurt, having this man on my side.
"Is this true Rochelle?" The military man asks.
"You wish to buy them both?" Rochelle fires my way.
"Aye, here be my coin." I answer tossing a very small coin pouch his way.
Rochelle's face hardens, at the weight of the small pouch. Yet also knowing not all in power favored him or his trade.
At times small profit, was welcome over no profit.
"There you see, we can be civilized." "Those two more trouble than they are worth, take them from my sight." He says, pocketing the pouch.
"Sir may I ask when you will be leaving port?" The captain asks Storm.
Just as the first shouts of ship theft begin coming to his ears. Michelle had gotten away!!
Now to use his own to hamper any chase attempts, trying to leave the harbor. He had to get to sea before them, and innocently get in their way.
"Just need to gather my effects, than I am gone captain." I reply.
The two ladies joining me, after he dismisses us to further discuss the scene with Rochelle.
Once we are out of view. The ladies confront me.
"We owe you debt, yet will not work as harem girls." Ragini states calmly.
"Yee be free, and open to join my crew, but we need to leave now." Storm states in reply.
"Then our blades will be lifted for you, as our captain for now." She replies, as again things sound like more trouble brewing.
"Need to get someting else, then we need to get crew on board and cast off." Storm answers back.
Ragini, and Mohua exchanging glances. Before nodding heads, and following him. Baldes in hand, eyes watching carefully.
"You came back for your Sadie-kins!!" Sadie cries out, leaping into his arms, as he retrieves the pretty sandy haired blonde.
"Ummmmm Pssst who are the party poopers?" She asks seeing the lovely, yet deadly duo now with Storm.
Storm had left her to recover in safe hands. Warning of terrible vengeance if harm came to her.
During the hours he had been getting ready to aid Michelle's escape.
Food had been forced into her, and she had been very sick.
"Owwww.. head... owww hurts a lot, need something to drink." Sadie ads.
She had some sleep, some food, and some panic. Sadie worried she had been left ashore by both Michelle and Storm.
It would take another night, and some of the day. Before she would feel right again.
Yet for now Sadie could enjoy. The warm glow she felt deep inside. As Storm honored his promise, and came back for her.
"No time to chat lass, we are heading out to sea." Storm informs her, as she gathers her few meager things.
Then they head for the docks, and the BloodStorm. Not aware of the antics happening currently on board.
LexiBabes heart was hammering, inside of her chest. The stunning, dark haired beauty had escaped.
Lexi had been part of the crew on the Princess Mila's Revenge.
Yet when they made port, they had been betrayed. Captain Milla Jovovich, and most of the crew taken captive while on leave.
Lexi herself barely escaping. After being attacked by another woman, at a tavern.
Lexi was very smart. Soon piecing together a few more things.
Milla had become suspicious of a few things going on, in these waters.
She had shared some things with Lexi.
Now Lexi had just a few priorities. Escape the port, and with Milla's wishes. Locate and seek aid from pirate captain Storm.
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Pirate Megan was looking down at her crew. The lovely young catfighting pirate, wearing an eye patch down, over her right eye. While another was flipped up, over her left.
A piece of wood, lightly bound to her one leg, helping her mimick having a peg leg. As she stumped around the upper deck area, staring down.
"You call this a pirate crew?" She cries out, pacing, mug of rum in her one hand. "How dare you sully my ship, with your antics and lazyness!?" She asks.
Taking a drink from the mug. Before lifting the one eye patch, before lowering the other in place, in turn.
"Why I stay willing to be your captain, just amazes me." She continues. As many faces look up smiling back at her.
"Arrgggghhhh.. I should send the lot of you down to Josafina's locker." "You know the one prettier, and next to Davey Jone's locker." She ads.
Bra sisters Laurie Breeze, and Lil Sara, snickering. As they slip along behind the gathered crew. Tying boot laces together, as they listen.
Megan begins waving her arms around, rather wildly, as she gestures at some of the crew. "Where's my darn parrot?" "Who keeps stealing my rum?" "I'll make yee talk, mark my words as your beloved captain Megan, of the MeganStorm!!" She warns them, stomping around, playing with her eye patches, drinking her rum.
Some of the crew laughing out loud, others snickering. As she steps down, and the braced piece of wood against her leg snaps. Sending her staggering off balance, while clunking her head with her mug.
"Damn, and holy cream corn that hurt!!" Megan cries out in pain. Also upset for spilling the rest of her drink over herself.
"How dare you laugh at your captains pain?" "Mutiny is what that is, plain downright mutiny!!"
"I'll hang ya from the sails, make you walk the plank, and feed ya to the fishies gosh darn it!!" Megan throws in, as now almost everyone watching, is giggling or laughing out loud.
"Gunner StarBear, load them into cannon and fire them out to sea!!"
Most of the crew on deck and enjoying the show, and antics now. Only a few select members of the crew not back from shore yet.
"Shipmate Storm, get your beloved captain Megan another rum, and be quick about it.. Arrrggg!" Megan orders.
"Would yee like that from deck or my private stores in your cabin?" Storm replies from behind her, as Megan almost faints, after jumping slightly.
The crew now in outright laughter, tears coming to some of their eyes, as Megan now realizes.
Storm had come back aboard, and slipped up behind her, during her performance.
"Captain .. ohhhh they poisoned the rum." "I'm delirious, where am I, Auntie Em.. auntie em, the ship is spinning." Megan begins overacting, as smiles, and laughter continue.
"FIrst mate Jen, front and center if yee will." Storm calls out to the attractive young brunette beauty.
"Please see pirate Megan is escorted to my cabin if yee will." Storm states, as Jen, also known as beaten slut, and Lil miss B.S. grins, and motions for a few volunteer escorts.
"Now she's gonna get it." "Yeah captain is going to throw her overboard for this one." Soft whispers are heard, as Megan's eyes widen.
"Captain, think I'm delirious, honest to much time close to land, help your wonderful, loveable pirate Megan." Megan pleads, as she is led away, and pirates begin falling over, as they begin breaking apart.
"Someone please see that the brat sisters are secured in their berth, until I can deal with them." He ads, as someone else yelps, as something small explodes close by them.
"Gunner first mate StarBear to her quarters as well." He ads shaking his head.
Sadie giggling, as she slips over and lifts the mug, Megan had been forced to set down. Before being led away.
"Ya know Stormy, think this is my kind of ship." Sadie says, taking a slug of the rum.
"Easy as candy 1 2 3." He hears, pleased Sarah was safely aboard. Yet at the same time. Realizing one of his crew. Just had their pocket picked. By the beautiful, young red head.
"Saints preserve me, tis chaos afloat." He says softly, while trying not to grin.
The princesses Ragini, and Mohua, watching. Fearing maybe they had made a mistake, joining this ship.
The crew seeming to be closer in actions. To the entertainers at the open bazaars and merchant places they had seen. A circus, not a serious pirate ship.
"Chrissy, please escort our guests to suitable quarters, until I can have time for them." He says, as the responsible, sexy young blonde nods and guides the princesses away.
He would talk in private with Sarah later. Letting her know anything she needed was hers, if he had it. So she no longer had to forage among her shipmates. Like she had on land.
"GET THIS SHIP UNDERWAY!!!" Storm bellows, then heads to his quarters. Excusing himself from Sadie. Sadie smiling, then roaming the deck, checking things out. "Yep Stormy is my pal, saved his life a few times ashore, yes I did." Sadie begins stating, while meeting the crew.
Megan lay stretched out on his hammock. Her forehead wetted, as she moaned. Making it look as if she was feverish.
"Captain, think they poisoned your rum, I may have saved your life." Megan moans, as he strides to stand over her.
Megan afraid she had pushed things to far this time. As he dismisses her guards, to help make sail.
Storm just standing over her. She had claimed his ship, as her own. He could accuse her of mutiny. Yet she was his fave pirate right? Going through her head.
"Stand up, and face me Megan." He tells her sternly.
Megan slips from the hammock, standing still before him. Her heart pounding. As he breaks into laugther, and pulls her into a hug.
"God save yee Megan... pirates need fighting and merriment." "If we're to keep our hearts up, and our blades quick." He tells her, as she sags against him in relief.
"Yep, just what I was doing, keeping the crews spirits up." Megan replies, enjoying just being hugged, instead of hung out to dry.
"You will be volunteering in the mess, for again stealing my rum." "As well as letting the rest of the crew feel you have been punished." He tells her.
"Ummmm ya know, don't mind the work cap'n." "Just remember, your Megan get's thirsty when working." She ads smiling.
Shouts come from on deck, as anchor is weighed, and the BloodStorm begins heading out to sea.
Storm had a one of a kind crew. Plenty of fun loving, mischief making, catfighting pirates.
At times it caused problems. Yet for all the gold on the spanish main. He would not trade one of them.
Michelle was away, on her conscripted ship.
Now it was time, to find a few more crew members. As events on the high seas. Seemed to be growing treacherous again.
Milla Jovovich woke, as cold water. Was splashed over her naked, and bound form. Chained to the wall, in the dungeon. As two men eye her, leering, at her lovely face, and nude body.
"How dare you do this to a commander in the royal navy!!" Milla sputters, as she spits out water.
The one man, was very large, barrel chested, and angry looking. A scar on one cheek, and long, dark unruly hair.
His hand lashing out, as her head is rocked from his open handed slap.
"Shut your hole, you harlot." "You aided in my brothers death." "Time you paid on some of that account." He informs her.
Milla's blood chilling, as she realized who had her.
Big bloody Bart, was Black Tom's brother. Smarter, bigger, and deadlier by far.
Beside him, was a man more slender, with cruel eyes. His skin tone, helping to show. This was Darko Castillo. Maybe the most dangerous swordsman, to ever ply his trade at sea.
The spaniard, willing to use his steele on men, women or children. truly a heart as black as pitch.
Mila, now at their mercy, of which she could expect none.
"I have someone chasing that strumpet, you sent for help." "Your all mine, and soon she will be dead as well."
Milla's heart lurching in her chest. He could only mean Lexibabe.
As her concerns for her own well being look dim.
The lovely dark haired beauty Lexibabe struggles to escape.
Some of her clothing in tatters from her efforts. As unknown to her. Another woman is closing in, looking to get her claws into Lexi.
Captain Lisa swore, as the CatsClaws rushed headlong through the angry seas. Lisa had entered into some business dealings. Yet the sexy long legged red head, had been betrayed.
Now two ships came in pursuit cannon firing.
Captain Lisa was leaving the Bahamas in a rush. One on one she would stand and fight. FightingLisa, as she was known. Yet not knowing what deception caused her plight. She now rushed to get her ship and crew away.
CatsClaws had the jump, and the wind in her sails. They would escape.
Yet it seemed once more. It was dangerous to trust being in any port. A buxom blonde Katterina by her side. As they make sail from foe to allies.
Marlies was sexy, stunning and had a face and figure worth traveling out of your way to see. The lovely blonde was smiling, as she held a pistol, covering the man trying to rob her.
"Never try that with a catfighting pirate bucko." Marly states, ready to fire if needed.
"You wait wench, you will never leave port alive." He says smiling and confident.
Marlies had shapely legs, and large, firm well formed breasts. That she showed well, when dressed to impress. Yet she had been to a diplomats party, not some cheap tavern.
Something was not right.
As from the shadows, the stunning pirate. Could begin to feel eyes watching her, as she begins backing away. Pistol in one hand, money pouch the other. Her heart in her throat, as the Sounds of running feet, begin coming to her.
"Your going to be all mine sweetness." The man says leering her way. As Marlies turns and runs down an alleyway trying to escape her pursuers.
Captain Tiffany takes another cleansing breath of sea air. Before heading back to her cabin. While below, beaten and bound on Tiffany's bed. Dark haired, and lovely suneha smiles.
Soon another ship would find them. Getting Suneha's plan to beat and tie up Tiffany, into motion.
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MORE characters introed .. Promise next chapter will have some catfighting in it!!
Part of pirate Megans scene with eye patches and spouting holy cream corn that hurt.. Totally added, from her fun postings. Always wish we had more of her around here. She keeps things fun!!
That said...... we sail on...
Storm
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Jolly Roger, Storm! ;D You are amazing handling so many feisty pirate lasses - LOL! :D ;)
Hugs
Kayla
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Captain Busty Tiffany smiles, as the Bondage now lay at anchor in a normally secure cove.
The buxom, platinum haired beauty, turning the watch over, before heading to her cabin.
Topless, large breasts proudly thrust, in her prime. Tiffany knew how to look breathtaking. While walking the walk, and fighting the catfight walk.
Tiffany just enters her cabin, when a hard fist, lands against the side of her jaw. The unexpected blow, sending lights sparkling before her eyes, as she staggers ahead, yet does not go down.
As her attacker tries to grab, squeeze, and twist Tiffany's large well formed breasts.
Tiffany sends a forearm, striking into Suneha's middle, bowing her body, and driving air from it.
Suneha, dark haired beauty, slender, yet pleasing in her womanly curves staggers back.
Dressed in a shimmery white blouse. Along with her tight, pencil thin skirt, and high heeled shoes.
Suneha grasps her aching belly, before straightening to smile back at Tiffany.
"So here we go again?" Tiffany asks. Pleased to enjoy yet another round of catfighting with her first mate Suneha. Who had recently been beaten and bound in the captain's quarters.
"Oh you have no idea slut." Suneha replies, as they begin to watch, and circle each other in the cabin.
As unknown to Tiffany. A well known rival, and unexpected ally of Suneha's was even now slipping on board the bondage.
Lexibabe was tired, yet still willing to fight her way to freedom. The exotic looking dark haired beauty, was trying to get her captain's message out of port.
Lexi's clothing being torn, and ripped in catfighting her way this far.
Finds herself, being chased, and needing to find shelter, allies or a ship to escape on.
Just as she turns another corner, a leg sweeps out, to knock her from hers. Sending the sexy Lexibabe tumbling to the ground.
"Here they told me you were so fierce, and you just fall to your back, like a common whore." A very attractive woman states, stepping out of the shadows, as do two other ladies.
Lexi aching, yet quickly pulling herself back up to her feet.
"Care to find out, one on one, you cheap alley trash slut?" Lexi replies, willing to stand off all three. While knowing her chances would not be good at all.
"Hey what's all this about?" Another woman's voice asks, as an unlikely duo step out of the nearby tavern. Seeing the possible three on one, situation developing.
"You sluts, walk away before we do to you, what this bitch is going to get." One of the trio replies.
"Care to tell me who's ass I am going to kick now?" Lexi asks, liking her odds a lot more now.
"My name is Jessica Alba." The leader of the trio replies, as now both groups begin to posture and size each other up.
"Hey, I'm Becky Stroud." The young attractive blonde informs Lexi, as it looks like they would be fighting together.
"The buxom dark haired beauty is Rama." Becky continues, as Lexi eyes Rama quickly.
Rama was stunning, with a large impressive chest. As well as a toned, very impressive figure head to toe.
"Pleased to meet you, Lexi's the name." She ads, finishing the introductions.
"We are from the Auburn Snatch, captain Jessika the leader." "Just getting ready to head back, need a berth?" Rama asks, eying the three ladies opposing them.
"That sluts going nowhere, but the brig!!" Jessica taunts, as she and her ladies begin to close in.
Marlies chest was heaving, her heart pounding, as she sped away from her pursuer.
This port was newer to her. She was not certain if she was heading out of danger or further into it.
The first man that had tried having his way with her. Now was joined by another. The two calling out to her. Leering and describing the ungentlemanly things they planned to do to her.
A shot fires, the round smashing into the brick wall, beside her head.
Marlies turning, firing her own shot. Smiling at the sound of a pain filled cry, as she has hit one of them. Yet now unable to reload.
She surges ahead, with renewed desire to escape.
As she turns into another alleyway, this one obviously leading to the docks area of town.
Her heart seizes in her chest. As yet another man steps out of the shadows directly in her path.
She raises her own pistol, ready to try and bluff. When he fires his own pistol her way.
Marlies prepares to feel the heavy smash of the bullet between or into one of her well formed, large breasts.
Yet a grunt of pain, and someone falling from behind. Tells her maybe she was not this mans target.
The sound of steele clearing a sheathe behind her, has her wanting to wake from this seeming nightmare.
"Lass tuck your money, catfighting pirates need not pay for passage on my ship." The man before her states, as he puts his pistol away, to draw a blade of his own.
"Who the devil do you think you are, trying to take my girl like this?" She hears her original tormentor question from behind her.
So the shot, must have been needed, to put the other man down for good.
"I be thinking, lass as stunning as you, must be Marlies, am I right?" he asks, motioning her to move towards him.
She did not know this man. Yet he seemed to be here to aid her for whatever reason.
Marlies hesitating, before slowly starting to step towards him.
"Yee try and use that blade on the lasses back." "I will gut yee, and leave you hang, till your innards spill out for the birds to snack on, you scum." he states confidently, as Marlies moves to, then behind him.
Turning to watch things play out. The other man leering at her. Making lewd motions with his free hand.
"I want that wench, stand aside or declare who you be." "What is she to you friend?" The cutthroat asks, trying to watch for an opening to strike. yet not liking how the man seems to be ready, willing, and waiting him out.
"I be captain Storm of the BloodStorm." "This lass, asked to be picked up, as part of my crew." "You have anything to trump that claim, you horses ass?" Storm asks, as the other man shows a glimmer of fear in his eyes, before backing up slightly.
"Go on and take the cheap whore, I have better to pleasure me." He replies.
"I doubt you have ever had any woman as fine as Marlies, now away with you." "I need to get her aboard ship." Storm ads.
The other man licking his lips, and glaring yet not attempting to try a one on one attack.
"Your cocky now, but there is another better with the blade, soon to be looking for you." The man threatens, before slowly skulking backwards into the shadows, and away.
"Thank you, but you didn't have to do that." Marlies says, as she now faces Storm.
"Avast, I hate a man that shows bad manners to a lady." "Still, I figure we best be going, before he finds more of his kind to side him."
Marlie begins to hand the pouch towards him. "Nay lass, I am certain you'll earn your keep."
"Now let's be away, so I can be sure you find the right vessel." "Have heard good things about yee." "Looking forward to having Marlies part of my crew, if your willing." he offers.
Marlies quickly thinking over the most recent events. "Captain lead the way, pirate Marlies ready to join the crew." She states.
With a smile, and a nod, he begins guiding her through the streets. Leading her away from her pursuers, and to the BloodStorm resting calmly in port.
Michelle smiles, as the loud mouthed blonde staggers and falls to the tavern floor. Michelle's well placed punch, knocking her down, and almost out.
Michelle had read the message from Storm. Since she was unknown for her loyalties in these waters. Michelle was going to act as a rogue agent of fortune.
Her vessel the ill Wind at anchor.
Michelle had come ashore, to see if she could find any details, of this mysterious group. Trying to take control of the seas from the shadows.
Michelle was smart as she was beautiful. The lovely brunette standing body tensed ready for action.
She had taken two minor thugs down, with fist and foot.
Now the catfighting leader eyeing her stands up to face her.
It was not with out risk. Yet Michelle knew, she was on her way, to maybe infiltrating the enemy operation.
When it was all done, if they survived. Storm had promised, to help her find, and claim her fathers ship.
Storm had a possible lead, on the fabled Southern Cross. Someday soon, it would be Michelle's to command as it's captain. Just as her father before her.
Kayla moaned, as his lips found, and pleasured her bare breasts. Her thighs slightly parted, as he slid into her most intimate being.
"It has been to long, I've missed you." She moans, as he begins moving inside of her.
She had left his ship, and side to rekindle relations with her mother.
Yet now her body ached, and yearned for the feel of his.
Tongue gliding along her areola, before licking, then sucking on an engorged nipple.
"Mmmmmmmmmm Storm .... Kayla moans, as they become entangled on her bed.
As the Auburn Snatch of her mother Jessika wetly, moves, while being gently rocked by the sea.
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Hhhhmmm, I have missed you, Stormie! ;D :-* ;)
Hugs
Kayla
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Kayla moaned as she lay naked, in all her glory. His saliva, wet and warm. Against the supple skin of her breasts.
Where he had kissed, and licked the mounds, and engorged nipples. As he stripped her, and she willingly let him lay her down.
His hands gently, yet firmly stroking her naked body, and perfect breasts. Her sex moist, and aroused. As she opens herself to him, letting him glide into her most intimate womanhood.
A tongue filled kiss to her lips, and mouth. As her breathing becomes more quickened.
His lips trailing down, to the side of her throat, for a soft, lingering kiss. Then back down to the proudly thrust mounds of her breasts.
The sensuous brunette writhing on the bed. As he moves inside of her. A thrust, followed by very pleasing, steady stroking of her pussy. With his manhood, as they continue their union.
A gasp of pleasure, as his teeth gently nip her right nipple. Before he nuzzles, then sucks on the jutting tender part, crowning her heaving breast. Kayla's hips gyrating against his, as their tempo increases. Storm moving to her left breast, to pleasure it. Even as he had done her right.
Every naked inch of her body, seeming to be electrified by his touch, and their passion.
The bed shared at the seaside tavern, seeming to rock, and sway with their motions. Just like a well made ship of sea, to the calling and swell of the oceans.
It was nature, it was enticing, and joyous.
They continue to move, as he brings her to her peek. Her nubile body crying out for the sweet release.
Kayla's fingers curling into the sheets, as her body arches slightly, as she cries out, as she begins to climax.
The slow seduction, the teasing, undressing, and now to the pleasing.
He pulls back, then drives in deeply, as her juices flow. Coating his manhood, as it sheathes fully, into her orgasming sex.
Storm's release, spurting warmly inside of her, as their juices mingle. While they cumm together.
He seemed to know how to please her in every way. She loved his attention, and the way he made her feel about herself.
As Kayla lay in the bed, very satisfied and willing to be held, and cuddled against him. While her body savored the warm glow of their union, and her release.
Her eyes slowly opening, from the erotic dream. That had left her very wet, nipples so hard.
They had made love like this in the past.
Yet now Kayla woke, to the gentle rocking of her mother's pride and joy. Jessika's Auburn Snatch.
The ship lay at anchor in a port, as supplies began being taken aboard, to go to sea again.
Yet now, as her hand slowly slides to her sex. Kayla able to gently finish, what the dream had come very close to doing by itself.
Kayla getting her release. Yet not the amount of pleasure she knew could be hers.
She had enjoyed catching up with, and spending time with Jessika.
Yet now it was time again, for Kayla to seek out and get together again. With the man in her dream, captain Storm.
The BloodStorm was cresting a low wave, as she neatly surged through the open sea.
Storm sitting at the captain's table. Two very lovely, young pirates sitting with him.
Both ladies capable catfighters. Both ladies mischief loving, and fun spirited. Holding their very own place in the captain's heart.
Yet at times, he did need to set his crew to sailing a true course.
Earlier, he had brat Sisters Laurie Breeze and Lil Sara. As well as pirate and catfighter first class StarBear Steph. He enjoyed the light hearted spirit of his crew.
Still if not adressed could get out of control.
Earlier during a meeting with the crew. Laurie and Sara had been tying StarBears shoes together. As she stood with the rest watching and listening. The brat sisters ducking down to giggle, and tie. The talented catfighting feet of Steph.
Original meeting finished, as the ship got underway. New pirate crewmates of Sarah, Sadie, and Marlies.
The smaller group meeting inside. So Storm could appear to be stern, while trying not to laugh at the ladies antics.
Sarah, had lifted a coin purse. Candy 123's skills very good. He had talked to her about it in private. Sarah had been forced to fend for herself, after being taken from a ship by force. Then left to her own devices. After proving not willing to give into her captors wishes.
Now the stunning young redhead, was slowly learning. She was part of a group or a pirate family.
She would share in all treasure taken equally. As well as food or other bounty. Yet survival instincts could be hard to ignore.
With a hug, and caring gaze in his eyes, he had let her go about her duties.
The coin purse, had belonged to Laurie Breeze. Lovely Laurie with her pretty blonde haired brat sister Sara. Had begun sneaking rotten eggs, into shipmates pillow cases.
In retaliation, StarBear had begun setting off small explosive charges, in other ladies waste buckets. Sadie had managed to spike a few drinks, that forced other ladies to urgent, uncontrollable need of the privvy or head.
Megan unsure of who had been doing things to whom. Took great delight, in waxing certain bottom steps, that send catfighting pirates shrieking, and tumbling to hard landings on delicate backsides.
Grinning and claiming she was getting to the bottom of things.
Now Storm sat at the head of the table, a tankard of rum at hand. Sadie and Megan across from each other, opposite sides of the table.
Two kindred, mischief making spirits, that Storm loved deeply.
"What am I to do with the two of yee?" He asks. The ladies eyes going from each other, to him, then to the very full tankard.
Just as he is about to say more, right on time. BeatenSlut Jen peeks her head in. "Captain need you on deck!!" She informs, then ducks out.
"Behave yourselves, I will be right back." Storm says, before rising, and heading out to check into things.
Megan and Sadie watching each other. Until looking towards the door. Megan's hand sneaks out, grabbing the tankard.
"I'm captain's personal taste tester." Megan says with a grin, before taking a deep drink of rum. Setting the tankard down.
Sadie looking towards the door herself. Before grinning, and grabbing it herself.
"You left it uneven." Sadie states, taking a long drink for herself. Then setting it down.
"You terrible thieving pirate, how dare you steal the captains rum that way?" Megan asks, standing up. Taking the drink again. "I'm just doing this to save the captain's rum from you. She says before gluggggg another deep drink is taken.
Sadie making her way around the table now, after getting up.
"Heyyy don't be such a greedy hog!!" Sadie says, taking the rum away, before gullppp more is drank by her.
The two begin giggling, as they lightly struggle back and forth, and drain the tankard dry.
"Ohh crap Capn's gonna be ticked." Megan says eyeing the empty tankard.
"What do we do, he'll throw us in the brig or overboard!!" Sadie says in a panic, as she was very new to the crew.
"Nawww not cap'n, he knows good pirates need their rum!!" Megan says proudly, before hiccuping.
"Hey know what always helps, when your in trouble?" Megan asks.
Sadie looks at her co-conspiritor now. "More rum?" Sadie replies.
"Yep and pirate Megan knows just where to find it!!" She says, as taking Sadie's arm. Megan begins leading her to some of the captain's private supply.
"Yep and pirate Megan knows just where to find it!!" She says, as taking Sadie's arm. Megan begins leading her to some of the captain's private supply. It is hours later, as the new day arrives.
The ship rocking along, the sun rising and beating down.
Sadie, and Megan waking with pounding headaches on deck. Bellies warning of dismissal of contents, with each roll of the ship.
Salty sea spray, spattering them, as they wake hurting and hung over. Neither lovely lady realizing when they had drank enough to pass out.
"Why lookee here, be to seasick looking pirates." Storm gently says, kneeling beside the duo. He had placed on deck, for just such effect. After finding them rum filled and passed out below.
"Cap'n stop shouting.. owwww ow owwwww." Megan whispers, cradling her head now.
A cannon blast roars, as both cry out in pain, from the loud roar.
"Friggin StarBear just know it." Sadie groans before both begin retching. After Storm offers them more rum.
"Here now, we have two pirates needing the sick bay." Storm calls out. Again both lovely young pirates heads spinning and hurting. As hands begin to gather them, as snickers of mirth are heard around them.
Soon both are below, and confined to sick bay.
His lesson of filching rum given. Usually lasting Megan a day or two, before doing it again. Chances being Sadie would be the same.
Sadie began finding why his crew fought so well, and hard for him at times.
As they both lay miserable, thinking this could be the end. It was Storm spending time with them. Watching over them, using cool cloths. With some fresh water, to bathe foreheads, and comfort them. With gentle swabbing here and there to keep them clean, and aid their recovery.
"Mmmmm thanks sweetie." Sadie mumbles. "Yeahhh that's my cap'n." Megan ads. As both slowly pass out again.
Michelle was silently fuming, as the leader she planned to speak with. Had put her off, after seeing Michelle beat a few of her ladies. To return to her vessel, to wait for an invite to return.
Michelle swearing to herself. One day she would take this woman's ship's. Adding them to her own to raise pirate fleet.
Michelle was enclosed in her own private quarters, sitting behind a small desk, angry and thinking again of some of Storm's words.
A soft whining noise, bringing a smile to her pretty face. Storm had figured one thing correct about her.
Michelle was all business, and had a hard exterior. Yet there was kindness and warmth deep down inside. The lovely pirate, not showing it as often. While she fought and struggled to keep what was hers. As well as find her father's legacy, and ship.
Michelle's hand lowering to gently pet, and stroke the soft fur. Of the dog, now nudging against her foot.
Michelle had been in a open air bazzar. When the dogs previous owner had thrown something at it, for begging for food scraps.
Michelle having slapped the man, before jabbing his ass with her sword.
The man very willingly giving the pet to Michelle, with apologies for upsetting her.
Michelle soon naming it Carly, and falling in love with the soon very faithful pet.
Another was resting, in a private area, enclosed on the ship.
While starting to head out of port to sea. A hawk had landed on her deck, close to the captain. Unable to reach land for now.
It's wing had been damaged in a fight. Yet it would heal. Michelle tending it herself.
The hawk soon to be willing eyes, from the skies overhead, once fully recovered.
She had loyal pets, and companions. Some of the freed crew, becoming loyal shipmates.
Yet her task, still had a long way to go.
Michelle would soon teach the other woman, about respect and not pissing off Michelle.
Tiffany smiled, as she felt her claws, dig into Suneha's firm right breast. One hand held Suneha's left wrist. As she enjoyed Suneha's cry of pain.
"Would you try for command of my ship again tramp?" Captain busty Tiffany asks. While clawing and squeezing the breast. Through Suneha's silken top.
The two struggling for position.
Suneha smiles, as she frees her arm, and drives a hard punch. Up into the heaving mounds of Tiffany's large, bare breasts.
Tiffany gasping as air is driven from her body.
Suneha grabbing the long platinum locks, of Tiffany's hair. Yanking her head side to side by it.
"This ship will be mine whore, it just takes teaching you a lesson again!" Suneha replies.
Just before Tiffany's elbow buries itself into Suneha's sleek belly, doubling the dark haired beauty up.
A sweep of her leg, knocking Suneha's from beneath her.
Suneha toppling to the floor, as Tiffany dives after her.
While intruders slowly make their way, closer, and closer to the struggling duo.
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OOOOOH!!!! Stormie, I'm indeed WELL SATISFIED - that was soooo sexy & erotic, it gave me little goose-bumps all over - tee hee! :P :D :-* ;)
Hugs & kisses :-*
Kayla
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Chapter 7A Dangers abound ..
BustyTiffany was gorgeous, topless, and crying out in pain. Suneha attacking her, after having entered her captain's quarters. Now captain Tiffany, was feeling the effects, of Suneha's hand on her firm, well formed right tit. While fingernails, began digging in, and clawing. At maybe one of the finest tits, to ever be seen on the high seas.
The platinum blonde beauty going between pain, and anger. As she sees the look of delight, on Suneha's lovely face.
Suneha was dark haired, slender, and very beautiful. The duo had formed an unusual bond of frenemy type companionship. Through their numerous battles, to become or relclaim being captain.
One hand in Tiffany's long satiny blonde hair. The other squeezing, and punishing her large, heaving tit. "I think maybe it is time for a new captain, you overconfident bitch!!" Suneha states, while the boat gently rocks beneath them. The sea calm, as it ripples out, in the Bondage's wake.
Tiffany gasping, her nipple becoming engorged, as the thrill of catfight combat rushes through her. Even as the proudly thrust mound is twisted. Suneha yanking her head side to side, keeping Tiffany off balance.
Tiffany barely blocking it, as Suneha tries bringing her knee. Up into Tiffany's crotch, as they struggle.
The lovely duo, slamming into the small dining table.. Suneha cursing, and moving back. As a red wine, is spilled, and sloshes onto her pristine, silky white top.
Suneha's sultry eyes widening with horror, as she realizes she has just released Tiffany's firm tit. To try and wipe at the wine, sinking into her top.
"Time for you to get dirty, you scheming whore!!" Tiffany cries out, before surging forward, and bringing a forearm, swinging against Suneha's chest.
The dark haired beauty staggering, even as Tiffany grabs a handful of dark hair. Using her shapely legs, while yanking Suneha's head. To drive them backwards, and tumbling onto Tiffany's bed.
Two hot, sexy beauties entwining, as arms and legs flail against each other. Slapping, and punching at each other, as they both cry out in shock. As they roll off, and tumble to the floor together.
Soft foosteps padding into, and around the captains quarters. As Tiffany rolls Suneha onto her back. Shaking her, even as she mounts her.
Tiffany's chest proudly thrust, as she slams Suneha against the hard wooden floor. Driving some of the air, from Suneha's struggling figure.
Suneha trying to wriggle or buck her body free.While trying not to stare at Tiffany's beautiful face or bobbling, hard nippled tits.
Tiffany in turn, unable to deny how stunning a woman. The dark haired beauty was beneath her. When disrobed, Suneha's body, sexy, and enticing. Slender, yet filled out and curved pleasingly in all the right places.
"Time to finish beating you, before tying you slut." Tiffany says softly, enjoying the thought of tying Suneha up again.
Suneha smiling up at her.
Even as something strikes Tiffany to the side of her head.
Suneha bucks, and as a dazed, barely conscious and half naked blonde beauty, topples from her.
Suneha rises, quickly undoing, and removing her blouse. "What took you bitches so long to get here?" Suneha asks. As she begins to pour fresh water, onto her blouse. Trying to get it from staining fully, from the wine.
Two pair of eyes, admiring Suneha's lovely face, and sexy figure. Dressed in her pencil thin, black skirt. Along with heeled shoes, and a thin black bra, holding her pert, well formed breasts.
Tiffany moaning, as she rolls onto her back. Even as a familiar beautiful face, begins swimming, before her focusing eyes.
"Hey whore, this is for stranding me on that island." Kim K says calmly, as she slugs the defenseless Tiffany, knocking her out.
Tiffany laying unconscious, as Kim gleefully strips the platinum haired beauty, fully naked.
Many that had sailed the seas pirating. Would agree, seeing Tiffany naked in all her glory. Was just as pleasing, as a chest full of pirate swag, and booty.
Suneha is working on her blouse, as Khloe K smirks, as she struts closer. "You want us to throw her overboard, for the sharks?" Khloe asks, as Suneha turns, and walks closer, to where Tiffany lays. During the course of their rivalry. Both ladies had grown to admire each others beauty, and fighting spirit. Now as she gazes at the sexy blonde, laid out.
Suneha can not deny, the urges and desire for maybe more intimate bonds with Tiffany can occur.
"No, now that I'm captain again." "I want her bound, and my bitch." Suneha replies.
Khloe smiles, as Suneha turns her eyes to Kim. Just before Khloe hits Suneha to the back of the head, with a half empty bottle that shatters.
"Sorry slut, this ship is ours." She hears Kim state. As the one that double crossed her captain. Finds herself betrayed, and double crossed.
As Suneha pitches forward, to land, and lay face down across Tiffany.
It will be sometime later. As water is splashed down over them both. That they will wake to find. Captain BustyTiffany bound naked. To a dark haired beauty Suneha. Suneha's skirt pushed up slightly, her blouse missing. As bra clad, Suneha is showing more supple skin than usual. While looking stunning, half dressed, dripping wet. While tied to her captain, buxom blonde Tiffany.
"Looks like we have two bound bitches to play with." Khloe states, as she and her sister Kim K giggle.
The Bondage had been taken, in part due to Suneha's plot against Tiffany. For now, she and Tiffany. Would be bound, beaten and dealt with, as it pleased the two lovely Kardashian sisters.
Michelle was getting angry waiting, to be met by the local pirate leader. Michelle had used her wits, and fighting skill to earn the right for a consultation.
Her ship waiting for her return. Yet danger, began nagging at her. Some hidden sense, that was subtly warning her to raise anchor, and head out to sea.
Michelle had been struggling through some things alone. The very fit, brunette beauty. As smart, as she was stunning.
Her mission to uncover some of the plots, and deadly dealing going on the high seas. Maybe getting close to the source.
As well as closer to Storm's guiding her, to where her father's fabled ship lay hidden at anchor. Waiting for Michelle to find it, and claim it as her own.
Michelle found it difficult at times to trust anyone. This coming from some of the dealings. She had to go through with others, when working to strike out on her own. Someday, it was likely. She would have a fleet of pirate ships all her own to command.
The first step being, the finding, and taking of what was rightfully hers. As the first true ship, she could call Captain Michelle's flag ship.
The more decpetions, and skullduggery she came across, while undertaking this secret mission. The more Michelle began to respect, and believe in what Storm had confided in her.
"You may follow me, the mistress would parlay with you." A slender brunette informs her.
"It's about damn time!!" Michelle replies, as she rises, and follows along a dimly lit corridor.
They come to the door, and her guide knocks.
"Enter, the door is open." They here.
Her guide opens it, and softly closes it behind Michelle, as she steps into a large, dimly lit private chamber.
A window partially uncovered, and some flickering candles providing some light. Yet leaving many places, hidden in shades or shadow.
"I need to discuss a working relationship, between my crew and yours." Michelle states, moving towards a large canopied bed, by the far wall.
The filmy drapes partially closed, keeping the person sitting on the bed, hidden from her gaze. While showing a woman's pleasing silouette.
"Come closer, let me see you up close." "I think Joey, would enjoy meeting you, isn't that right Joey?" The mysterious woman asks.
Michelle's heart races faster, as she steps forward, realizing she is in danger too late. From out of the darkness, someone blindsides her, hammering her, and knocking her sprawling to the floor.
Michelle wondering what kind of man, this Joey was. To strike a woman, with out fairness or cause.
Her head spinning, as she sees someone step into the light hovering over her.
"Joey...." Michelle asks weakly trying to stay conscious. The woman on the bed, having lured Michelle into a trap.
Then one of the sexiest, and most beautiful ladies Michelle has ever seen. Kneels down beside her.
The woman was gorgeous, and dressed in a tight beige top. That buttoned up, and strained over, her large, proudly thrust breasts.
Her hair was a mixture of light brown, and some auburn highlights, also showing in the light.
The woman's hair spilling all over. Looking like the mane of some wild horse, in need of a curry comb, and a brush.
Any other time, Michelle would love fighting this sexy woman, up close and personal. Maybe making her Michelle's second in command or personal bitch.
If she survived this, and woke up again. She definately had plans, for a hair pulling catfight with her.
"Josephine McDonald ..." The woman's sexy voice informs her. Right before she slugs Michelle again. Sending her to a blissful state, of unconsciousness for now.
The ship gently swayed, as the dark haired beauty, scrambled to get over the side. The ship was slowly heading out of port, the sun sinking, as it planned to leave, while fewer eyes watched it go.
Her clothing tattered, sopping wet, and clinging to her. Her face was pretty, hands slicking her long black hair behind her.
Irene was buxom, her large, well formed breasts, proudly thrusting, against her sodden top. In fact, in places, glimpses of soft, supple skin, showed. As the mounds of her breasts, could be seen, through her tattered top.
Irene, could feel her garments, clinging to her shapely legs, and firm ass.
Dark eyes alertly scanning, as her chest heaved, and her heart raced. Irene was escaping a hangmans noose. For pirating, and in general being a lovely female scallywag.
Her escape had been fought for, with some loss of clothing, and bruising certain to soon be showing.
Irene had heard of the ship being in port. Knowing her best and maybe only chance. Would to be stowing away on it. Then making her plea to the ship's captain, once at sea and discovered.
The soft flapping of sails on a gentle breeze, soothing her spirits. As Irene steps past some crates, to search for the place to rest and hide. Even as she hears steels being unsheathed, just before a blade tip, rests between the valley of her glistening breasts.
"Now why be yee stowing away on my vessel?" "As well as why should I not just throw you back into the sea?" He asks her.
More metal blades slide free, as the Princess's Ragini, and Mohua step into view, from growing shadows.
The tips of their blades, uncomfortably, nestling angled, just below, each of her distended nipples.
At least she had found the ship's captain. As well as he had not simply run her through, as a threat.
Irene slowly moistening her lips, with her tongue. Trying to calm herself, and not make a suspect movement. That would send steele driving between her tits, as well as thrusting through each well formed breast.
"My name is Irene, I seek shelter, and parlay with the BloodStorm's captain." She begins.
"Well yee be aboard my vessel, tis true I be her captain." "Now if yee ladies would give us some privacy." "I figure to find what the lass needs." He states, as two of the blades withdraw.
Storm stands, as the princesses nod, salute silently. Then steal away, into the growing shadows on the ship.
"Captain Storm, I find myself with out a ship to call home." "The local authorities, taken a disfavor for my methods to stay fed, and alive." Irene begins, as he stands listening.
Irene breathing a sigh of relief, as he lowers his blade. The attractive lady, slowly making some nervous gestures of relief. While subtley making sure, to gape her top open more. Figuring it could not hurt, giving a bit more of a show, of her generous assets.
"I swear if you let me sail with you." "I will do this ship proud." "While being willing to fight any woman, for her captain." Irene continues, before standing still, body tense, and waiting.
Storm liking her manor and words. For the sake of the rest of the crew, he would have to be careful, not knowing this woman. Yet her needs, and desires seemed valid and true.
Already shore was getting to far away to put her overboard. Besides luck seemed to favor him. When coming across a catfighting pirate this way.
He would not trade Pirates Megan or Sadie for a boat load of gold. The two becoming comrades, after their mutual rum filching drunkfest, and next day hangovers.
Irene stood waiting, yet the adrenaline now spent, from escaping captors, boarding, then being captured again.
Her body began to tire, from her efforts, as well as her short swim.
Storm beginning to see the fatigue showing in her stance, as he carefully observes her. Having to admit, with as much as was showing. He could not deny, liking the idea of seeing even more of Irene's enticing body.
Irene breathes a longer sigh of relief, as he replaces his sword, and gently takes her hand.
"So be it Irene, you will be watched, you will be tested." "Yet if your words be true." "You will find a berth, and yourself welcome on the BloodStorm, yee have my word." He tells her.
Before guiding her, to get her fresh clothing. Food, drink, and some much needed rest.
IreneCatfighter, was now becoming, a pirate on the BloodStorm.
Irene's heart and hopes rising. As She pressed against his side. Letting Storm lead the way.
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Ah, welcome aboard, Irene; as well as overboard & wet - tee hee! ;D :D ;)
Hhhm, must say Michelle looks so hot 'knocked-out' - winks! :D ;)
Hugs
Kayla
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Pt 7B Things of past and present
Jessika's auburn snatch was wet, gently swaying and ready for action. The ship provisioned and ready to set sail.
Below decks, Jessika lay entangled and very well pleasured, with Emma. The sensual duo, as usual. Blessing the coming voyage, with passionate lovemaking.
Lexibabe was trading slaps, and punches with Jessica Alba. The stunning duo, clothing torn, skin clawed. Battled, while moving closer to the pier, and vessels anchored in port.
Rama was trading heavy chest smashes, as well as nicely timed fists. As she and Lucy Pinder fought, in a battle of busty beauties.
Becky Stroud, and Kristen Stewart, getting catty, and going at it whole heartedly, as well.
Rama, and Becky joining Lexi, in her uneven fight. The odds better now, Lexi's mission at stake.
Sultry Lexi, beautiful and busty Rama, as well as the lovely blonde Becky. Fighting their hardest, moving closer to possible aid.
Becky sighting their vessel, starting to cast off lines, making ready to head out. Soon as the crew had all come aboard again. A set time limit, before it was assumed missing crew had jumped or left ship.
To be left behind or figured to have joined another ship.
Lexi's body was nearing exhaustion, as she gasps in pain, doubling up slightly. As a fist slams hard into her side.
Rama curses, as Lucy finishes ripping Rama's top free. Exposing Rama's large, firm battling tits. Rama's body, toned and sexy head to toe. Lucy making the mistake of focusing, on the large well formed breasts, springing proudly into view.
Before a forearm, to the side of her head, sends her spinning to the ground.
Shouts, begin being heard, as more of Jessica Alba's forces draw closer to the confrontation.
Becky manages to trip her opponent, sending a foot, into Kristen's side, as she lands.
Before she and Rama shove past Jessica. Grabbing Lexi, and together, helping to carry her forward.
The trio breaking into the open fully, as they pass the last storage building, by the docks.
Cries going up from the Auburn snatch. As they are spotted.
Jessica cursing, yet motioning for her gang to stand down. She had failed, yet she totally planned to have it out, in full. With the escaped, sexy Lexibabe sometime soon.
She dare not bring on a full scale battle, between her group, and the full crew of Jessika's snatch.
At least not yet. As they board, and the ship begins heading out to sea. On deck, Becky and Rama introducing Lexi. While Captain Jessika was being sent for.
Eyes watching behind the ship, now they had been alerted to trouble.
Lexi needing food, drink, and rest.
Her body sagging to the deck, as finally safe for the moment. She could relax, and recover.
Rama and Lucy Pinder both thinking of each other. Looking forward to the time. Their girls could go fully at it, tit to tit in battle.
Becky musing to herself, on clashing again with the lovely Kristen Stewart. For now nothing had been settled between the catfighting trios, yet the future would see them battle again.
Kayla watched as things unfolded on deck. She had planned to stay in port, until the excitement happened. Now she would bide her time, until the next port of call. Then the lovely brunette, would inform her mother. Then take her leave for now.
Michelle was drifting, her mind working, even as her body lay half naked, unconscious and bound.
It was a sunny week, as a young, and already beautiful Michelle stood on deck.
It was her fathers ship, the Southern Cross.
Michelle was learning footwork, and fencing. While her father looked on with approval.
As she grew older, he began taking advantage of the fighters, that sailed as pirates with him for a season.
Some taught Michelle nasty, clawing, up close and personal catfighting. Some added in grappling, and wrestling.
While some from the orient, gave her knowledge of fighting with combinations of feet, and fists.
It was a happier time, and if she did well or even when it was Michelle tumbling to the deck beaten, yet not broken.
He would help her up, with a smile, and remind her. "Always stay true to yourself Michelle." He would advise, those words staying with her. As did the pleasant memories of times spent with her father.
Cool water splashes over her, waking her, with a start. A gorgeous woman, smiling down at her. The woman's long hair, hanging unkempt, and wild, as the woman herself seemed to be.
"Heyyyy princess you awake sugar?" Josephine asks grinning.
"Worthless whore, try fighting me, with out blindsiding me first." Michelle hisses back at her.
Michelle's eyes roaming her tormentor. Movement behind Joey in the background. As the woman she first thought was in command. Was listening, and looking to take orders from another woman. The woman was attractive, and slipping into a fresh blouse. Before she could close it. Michelle could see a scar, showing on the redheads, pert left breast. Evidence of a battle lost, yet survived.
The woman making a quick gesture in Michelle's direction, before stalking off, the other pirate leader in tow.
"Well, looks like we have to cut you loose sweetness." Joey states, a touch of sarcasm to her voice.
Again Michelle's eyes drawn to the beautiful woman looming over her. Michelle wanting to get her fingers tangled in Josephine's hair.
Yet Michelle unsure if she wanted to beat her or make love to her. A primal urge, and calling, seeming to pass between the two sexy ladies.
"Don't worry, I'm sure I will get to deal with you again real soon." Joey states, smiling at her. Michelle certain now, she wanted to beat this woman badly. Before making her scream Michelle's name in passion, as Michelle made her climax.
The leader above Joey returning, motioning her over. Michelle able to catch just enough. It was not worth being risked, having her go missing longer. With a full pirate ship, and crew soon to stir things up looking for her.
Michelle was to be blindfolded, and led away. Where she was to be let loose, to return to her ship. No alliance made, yet a warning. If she tried to find them or take any action, other than sailing away. Michelle and her crew would be blown out of the water.
Michelle keeps her silence, not letting them know what she heard fully. What was most important. It was very possible. Michelle held the key to it all.
The lovely brunette maybe seeing the woman behind all the current treachery at sea.
She was not familiar to Michelle. Yet now Michelle had to get away, with the information.
Storm may know this redhead. If she helped finish this. Then she could call on his pledge, to help find her father's missing ship.
Somewhere in between. Michelle and Josephine McDonald, would have a catfight to settle things between them. Hopefully ending with Joey, being Michelle's slut, and possible first mate. Only time would tell that.
For now, Michelle would be taking the ill Wind, and be heading back to sea.
Captain Storm was laughing openly, as he enjoyed the antics of Laurie Breeze, and Lil Sara. As they worked very well together, while being bratty, and learning better skills with a blade. Between blades striking. They would be tripping, double teaming, and in general causing havoc.
StarBear Steph sitting on a crate nearby. Lighting and tossing small explosives near the fencers and duelers feet.
Lil ms Bs, first mate Jen, nudging, and making a pest with herself, to the sexy blonde Marlies. Storm knowing, as part of her position. Jen would goad new recruits into catfights, to test them.
He also knew Marlies would soon be ready to mix it up. For now trying to be polite, not wanting to draw attention as a trouble maker. yet Jen knew how to push buttons very well.
A few of his favorite pirates, giggling, and being fun loving with each other. Pirate Megan, and Sadie for now avoiding his private stash of rum. After their recent bout with severe hangovers. yet he knew, sooner or later, they would be sneaking into it again.
The duo, having the beautiful brunette Irene staying close to them. Storm only wondering, what kind of a whale's tail, Megan was spinning for the newest recruit.
Sadie's gaze looking tenderly at her captain. As he watches and helps instruct.
Sarah also known as Candy123 was smiling. She was red haired, stunning, and enjoying feeling fully accepted now. Her past shrouded in mystery. Abandoned after being captured from her ship. Sarah had a rough time getting by, in a rough seaport. Now she had friends, and Storm doing his best. To see she always had a full belly, as well as anything else she needed.
The princesses Ragini, and Mohua making their way on deck as well. Their lightly dusky skin, giving them an exotic look.
Dressed in the loose fitting garments of warmer seas. They looked like dancers or possibly lovely harem girls. Yet their skills with a blade, soon dispelled that idea.
More pirates gather, as they salute Storm, and he begins to cross blades with Princess Ragini, after returning her salute.
Mohua standing aside, as the two begin to test one another.
Ragini starting out slowly, yet the tempo of her blade, as well as her feet, on the gently rolling deck. Begin to increase, and show her skills even more.
Megan nudging Sadie. "Go on she's not going to bite." She teases, as they move closer.
Storm had asked, and been agreed to, by the princesses. To maybe help train, and show tricks of the blade. They had learned from their homelands. Maybe things of sword play, not seen by him or his crew.
Sadie, and Megan soon standing beside Mohua, as they watch.
"Your captain is fairly good at this." Mohua admits, letting them know, she knew they were there.
"Yeahhhh ... Ummmm Sadie was wondering something." Megan states, pushing Sadie ahead, badgering her to ask.
Cheers for both Storm and Ragini coming, as they continue.
"Have you ever heard of a fighter named the spaniard?" Sadie asks. The lovely young blonde having heard some gossip, while in the most recent port.
Mohua turns, her eyes showing her interest. "Why do you ask me of this man?" She inquires.
"Could captain Storm beat him?" Megan and Sadie almost ask in a rush together.
Mohua sensing something immediately. "Why does this need to be answered?" She asks.
Mohua prepared to discuss this with Ragini, depending on the reply.
Behind them cries go up, as Ragini makes a move, almost between sword play and dancing. twirling, and causing Storm to miss.
Storm losing his footing, and going down to the deck.
"We heard someone say, the Spaniard was looking to get a chance against our cap'n" Megan finishes.
Storm shifting, even as Ragini makes her final play. A hush moving over the crew.
As she stands poised, her blade tip, to his throat. Yet at the same time, his is thrust up, to just press gently. Against the tender underside of her firm left breast.
They pause a moment, as all witness for one reason or another. This was ending in a tie. Ragini smiling, as she nods, and withdraws her blade, saluting him. Storm lowering his own blade, before rising to face his crew.
"Now that my lovely catfighters, is why you WILL listen, and learn what yee can." "From these very capable ad willing instructors." He finishes, as cheers go up, for both him and Ragini.
"It wound my heart, yet we have seen this one in combat you mention." "Ragini and I could take him together." She ads turning to them. Sorrow showing in her eyes.
"Your ....... our captain, is good, yet would not stand a chance facing the Spaniard." Mohua finishes.
Megan' s heart pounding, as she wanted to cry out Mohua was lying. Storm could beat any old spaniard. Yet the look in Mohua's eyes, telling her the princess felt she spoke the truth.
Storm calling for her now to join Ragini in training. As Mohua promises to make plans with the other two. After having a chance to speak with Princess Ragini on the matter. Maybe together, they could make certain. That Storm never had to face this threat, from the deadly Spaniard Castillo.
It was dark, as the ship gently rolled on, soon to drop anchor. Pirate Megan keeping an eye, as Sadie retrieves Storm, from his quarters.
"I don't know Cap'n maybe it's witchery." Megan whispers, as he returns with Sadie.
Irene lay propped in her bedding, eyes partially open. A light sheen of sweat glistening, on the dark haired beauties skin. Soft whimpering sounds coming from her, as something from her tortured past, now replayed in her mind.
The men of the village had been to sea fishing. The town's treasure hidden, while only the women and children stayed behind.
The pirate ship had swooped down, like a vulture to pick bones. The captain large, dark haired and wicked. The villagers fleeing into the hills, as they arrived.
The wealth of the village hidden, not able to be found. He raged, and ordered homes burned, before putting back to sea. The raid a failure.
As he began seeing the women, and children return, by fires light. He ordered the cannon to fire on them.
Irene stood against him, unwilling to fire against the defenseless villagers. It was not battle, but slaughter he wanted, to soothe his ego.
He had cursed her, than slapped her. Irene had drawn a knife slashing him, and scarring his face for all time. Before he knocked her down, and began to beat on her.
Irene had been hurt, badly, yet she would heal.
She had been placed in bonds, and left to suffer, no food or drink brought to her. Payment from a vicious man, for standing up to him.
Then he had beaten her again, injuring her arm, before casting her adrift.
Irene being found, and nursed back to health by some island missionaries.
Then it was back to the sea, piracy and being a scallywag. Yet dreams and his voice haunting her like now.
Storm scratches a match, slowly moving it before her eyes. The trance broken, as a tear rolls down from her eyes.
"Lass what ails yee?" Storm asks, as she surges up, and into his arms. Just needing to be held.
Storm saying nothing, just giving comfort, as the crew stands by, ready to do as ordered.
Irene blurts out a name, and her body trembles, as he holds her. His face scowling.
"All right to bed or watch with the lot of you." "The lass will spend the night in my quarters, no more about this." He exclaims, as he scoops Irene up into his arms, carrying her.
Storm had crossed paths, with Bloody Bart before. It had been a close thing. Yet both seeming to sense, a confrontation between them, could very well be the end of them both. After that, they both tried to avoid being in the same area as the other. Neither one afraid of the other. Yet some primal instinct, telling them to beware.
Irene cuddling her body to his, as he carries her, and soon lays her in his own bed. Storm looking to rest in a hammock, while she sleeps more comfortable.
Irene begins to blurt out her story, as he pours her a measure of rum to steady her.
Storm listening, hatred growing for Bart, within him.
Irene growing sleepy again, after sharing her past torment with him. Her hand grasping his, when he moves to let her rest. Irene pulling him to bed with her.
Storm laying next to her, wrapping an arm around her, softly telling her, how she was safe now.
Irene lifting her top. To rest his hand warmly between her breasts, the beat of her heart close to his fingers.
As she snuggles next to him. This was not about sex, as it was more about giving comfort.
"Maybe a different time, she would willingly give herself to him." She thought smiling. Irene knowing, the only way he would have her, was with her consent.
Irene hearing him whisper, of her safety. Irene knowing the dream would not be coming back this night. She was safe in his arms.
Storm vowing if Bart ever touched her again. He would strap him belly first to a cannon. Before blowing Barts guts out to sea.
Storm had kept out of Barts business before now. yet as he held her, as Irene drifted off to a peaceful slumber.
Now it was personal, and his business. Irene was crew, and if Bart made issue. Storm and Bart would clash, deadly, and fast.
As one thing a pirate captain had to live by for sure. The ship, and crew at sea was family, and you always looked after your own!!
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Irene lay gently writhing, her naked body exposed fully on the bed.
Her budding nipples, hardening fully, as his tongue teases them fully erect. Her eyes soft, showing her first peace of mind and body in some time.
His fingers tracing along her areola, beside her newly engorged nipples. One firm breast then the other.
He penetrates her, slowly sliding in, as she savors the start of their union. Irene had gone through so much trauma, at the hands of a different man.
Yet now, she was free of that mans grasp, and evil intents.
Irene's body slowly gyrating, with this new person in her life. He had welcomed her, given protection. Now Irene was sharing her most intimate gift, she could.
Exposing herself fully, and now they moved together. His kisses sending fire, surging through her blood.
Another thrust, her hips meeting him. Kisses, caresses, and as her fingers curl into the bedding beneath her.
He has Irene moaning, as she climaxes. She knows soon his love juices would be filling her sex. Mingling with her own.
Her sleek, curvy body trembling slightly, as he finishes as well.
Irene's eyes slowly opening, to find herself wet, and very aroused from her erotic dream.
Irene's hands gently ghosting, and probing over her body. As she is able to quickly savor some release. The bed beside her still warm, from his presence.
With so many stories of his at times wanton ways with the ladies. Irene had gone to sleep, snuggled against the captain in his bed.
He could have taken full advantage of her. His ship, his cabin and bed.
Yet he had held her, let her rest, a deep peaceful sleep. The first Irene had in ages it seemed.
Ever since her abuse at the hands of Bloody Bart.
A weight seeming to lift from Irene. As now she truly felt safe, and able to relax.
Not to mention, maybe in the very near future. She would have to have the captain join her in bed. To see if they could make her dream, a very pleasing encounter for them both.
Then a cannon roars, and voices shout.
Irene tumbling from the bed, to find something to put it. Was it battle or them being attacked?
Serena77 was a sultry brunette from Italy.
Serena had turned pirate only recently. Yet she had begun enjoying her life, on the pirate ship Scavenger.
Then the captain had gone missing. Other pirates, and a newer crew began taking over.
Serena had stayed on hoping the original captain would return.
Yet it seemed, as she met other pirates in other ports. This was happening more often.
Pirate ships being quietly taken over by new crews and captains.
Serena was stunning, with a fit firm body. That had all the woman's pleasing curves, in all the right places.
The lovely woman knowing she had to flee this ship, next chance she had.
Serena did not know if the others missing had left willingly or been killed and put over the sides.
Now she began keeping an eye, for when she could go over the side close enough. To maybe seek asylum or get away.
The Scavenger had come into port, and lay anchored. Yet she noticed eyes staying focused on her.
Birgitte, was always hot tempered, red haired and new to the ship.
Serena began hearing cannon fire. Serena was stripped down to only her loose fitting white top. As well as a pair of skimpy shorts. That showed off her shapely legs. While making it easier to work on deck, under the hot sun.
Some pirates, coming into port, maybe celebrating some haul or great victory.
The cannon firing a few more times, before going quiet.
Serena starting to make her way closer to the side. "Where do you think your going whore?" Birgitte asks, advancing rapidly.
"This was it at last." Serena knew.
"Where is captain Reno?" Serena asks.
"Where is his part of the treasure map wench?" She is asked in return.
So that was it, why they let her stay. Captain Reno had once sailed with the famed captain Miles.
Now someone thought mistakingly, that he had information. That would lead to the treasure of captain Miles.
Reno was gone, so they watched his trusted shipmate for clues.
"He has a daughter, why not find her?" Serena asks, thinking of rumors of a very beautiful daughter of Miles sailing the seas.
Birgitte steps close enough to bump her own, impressive chest against Serena's.
"Shut your hole, and give us the goods!" Birgitte hisses, before grabbing Serena's hair, and yanking her head by it.
Others of the new crew gathering around, like a pack of scavengers themselves to watch.
"Let me go before I kick your fat ass bitch!!" Serena replies. Before sending a fist, into her tormentors belly.
Birgitte doubles up, releasing the hair.
Then drives a fist of her own, into Serena's sexy body.
Serena gasps, yet the punch, weakened. By the loss of air, due to her opening hit, against her rival.
Serena's eyes going behind Birgitte, to the lovely view of a larger pirate ship heading in.
Her heart racing, Serena knew this may be her only chance.
With a cry of rage, and desperation. Serena launches herself at Birgitte. Yet the red head now standing ready blocking her from the side.
Cries for pain and torment to soon be Serena's. As she begins trading slaps, punches and claws with the red head.
Birgitte's top tearing open, as Serena's nails score deeply, across the globe of exposed right breast.
Birgitte howling in pain, before elbowing Serena in her side.
The Italian beauty, able to use the momentum, to shove away. Even as her side ached.
Serena rolling with her opponent, scrambling along the deck to catch her.
Fingers hooking Serena's shorts.
Serena unfastening, and slipping out of them. Before pulling herself up the side. Then diving over it into the sea below.
"BELAYYyyyy what is the reason for firing our cannon today pirate Megan?" Storm asks.
The captain of the BloodStorm rushing on deck, to find an over-joyed Megan and Starbear firing cannon towards open sea.
Nearby Sadie was munching on something, applauding now and the, very much a part of things.
Storm had to smile, as he saw Sadie. Like Megan, and StarBear Steph. A lady that was fun loving, beautiful, and just enjoyable to have around.
Sadie smiling, and waving happily, as she sees him coming. "Hey sweetie, this is a hoot." She advises him.
"Cap'n darndest thing." Megan begins, as Steph stops firing.
"This giant squid, surfaced, and we thought it was attacking." "We fired, it grabbed the cannonball, and began juggling it honest." Megan began.
"It's true, the more we fired, the more it juggled captain." Steph ads in.
Storm going to the side looking over it. Just as Serena dives in, from another vessel nearby.
"I see no squid here ladies." Storm admits, wondering if it could be true. He had known the truth of Megan shooting a whale in the tail, when others did not believe it.
"Awwwwww you scared him away!!" Megan sadly announces, as she looks down.
Steph, and Sadie also now looking, all of them seeing the brunette beauty in the water, waving, and calling out to them.
"IN THE WATER!! .. Someone overboard." Storm calls out.
Soon activity increases, even as a very scantily clad Irene rushes on deck.
"Ohhhh Capn's got a girlfriend.... Capn's got a girlfriend !!" Lil Sara and Laurie Breeze, begin to tease.
The wonderful, fun loving brat sisters, seeing Irene wearing one of his shirts.
Sadie slipping up against his side. "Ummmm so when are you going to invite me to your cabin sweetie?" Sadie asks, her pretty eyes, catching his gaze.
Storm could not deny, Sadie was a beautiful woman. Add to that her eyes, just seemed to have the power to draw you in, make you want to make her happy. Face, and very sleek sexy body. Sadie easily, was worth considering, as a companion in many ways.
Storm wondering how Kayla would decide to kill him. Once she got to see, some of the sexy and snarky new pirates added to his crew.
Now all hands turning out onto deck. As they fish a very stunning, sopping wet Serena from the sea.
As they finish arriving in port.
The firm mounds, of Serena's large breasts. Clearly defined, through her sodden, and now see through white top.
Her only other garment, something flimsy, and thin covering her womanhood, and very little of her toned ass.
"Permission to come aboard?" She asks, standing dripping, shivering, and a vision of beauty.
Across the way, he can see the angry and deadly glares, being sent towards her. Yet another castaway, he was taking a chance on.
Yet he could see, to turn her away, would likely be the death of this gorgeous woman.
Birgitte, and the scavengers crew frustrated, and angry. They knew the other ship had them so outgunned. Some of it's crew standing already at cannon ready to fire.
Serena had escaped, yet they would wait for another day, and another time.
"Welcome aboard the BloodStorm." Serena's heart surging as she hears it.
If this truly was the ship of name, and her captain. At least for now, she was safe.
"Ummmmm talk about an ass for groping.." Megan murmurs, as Serena stands very near nude before them.
"What.... the chick has a nice ass." She ads, as Serena blushes, as more comments about her fine body, and lovely face come her way.
"This pirates ass, willing to do your bidding if you will have her on board." Serena offers.
"Damn, talk about a pirate buffet, I'd have her on board, below decks or undercover." Sadie's snarky comment, has the crew snickering, and giggling.
Storm nods, as Serena breathes a sigh of relief. That helps show, just how firm her breasts are.
Not to mention, the effect when she inhales again.
"Hey Cap'n how about I slip these into a wet tee?" Marlies tosses in.
Storm loving the idea of the buxom blonde beauty in a wet top, alongside of Serena.
Marlies playfully jiggling her own impressive assets. As she catches him looking her way.
"Someone get our new shipmate some dry clothes, and let's get to anchor." "Business comes first, then some drinking after." Storm proclaims, to shouts and cheers from his crew.
One more unknown lady on his ship. Yet seeing how well it was working for him so far. He could not deny, fate was giving him one very impressive crew.
Michelle was dwelling on Joey. The woman haunting her dreams, and thoughts. For some reason, the wild untamed woman, got Michelle's juices flowing. Michelle dreaming of tearing into her fist, nail, and claw.
Yet also of stripping her, and laying her in Michelle's own bed. Tender caresses, and soft wet kisses. Shared between the two rivals, and maybe lovers.
Josephine McDonald, was a mystery that Michelle's future would unravel in time.
Now Michelle was standing on the deck of a very familiar vessel. It was anchored in a bay she did not recognize.
Then her heart pounded, and tears welled up in her eyes.
Standing by the one side up ahead of her. Facing away, looking out to sea.
"Father ...?" Michelle asks, taking a tentative step towards him. Fearing the wrong move or word, would make him disapear.
As she moves closer, he turns, and smiles at her, opening his arms for her.
With a muted cry of joy, she rushes, and throws herself into his arms.
"My beloved daughter, you look well." He informs her softly, as tears stream from her eyes.
"Michelle I am proud of you, the woman you have become." He ads.
"How... you can't be here?" She asks, waiting on his reply.
She thought of him every day, he had always shared wonderful things with her. Including the love of open sea, and being a pirate.
"I can't stay long, yet you needed to know some things." He begins, letting her cling to him.
"You are on the right path." "Storm is a good man, as pirates can go." "He will honor his word, returning the Southern Cross to you." "Yet it may cost him his life." Captain Miles informs her.
Michelle's heart seizes, she desperately wanted her heritage from her father. Along with memories, it was what she had left of him.
Yet as far as she could tell. Storm had been truthful with her. The fact he would make this happen. Made her like him even more. Yet she did not want to be his death.
Her eyes questioning her father for more.
"Find him, let him know he has seen the sign of the Southern Cross." "He knows the way, if he searches inside himself."
"Yet also warn him, the only way he can defeat the dark bloody one." "Is to fight from his heart." "Not from greed or power, will victory be gained."
"Michelle .. I will see you once more upon this plain." "We will be reunited some day, yet you have much to do here first."
An embrace, and soft kiss to her forehead. As Michelle begins waking from her dream.
"I love you dad." She whispers. "I love you also Michelle." She hears whispered back on the wind.
Michelle lays dwelling on his words. She had much to do, finding Storm part of them.
He would honor his words to her. Yet doing it, may prove to be his finish, before the end of this ordeal.
BustyTiffany woke, to having water splashed over her naked body. The new crew of her ship laughing, and taunting her.
Nearby Suneha also awoke, gasping, and wet. Her blouse, and skirt clinging to her.
Kim K grinning, as she motions for the crew to be silent.
"Ladies......... slave scum or my bitches if you prefer." "Give us some entertainment, FIGHT!" Kim intones, as Tiffany and Suneha look at each other.
"FIGHT... FIGHT... FIGHT.." The crews chants going up around them.
Naked and dripping wet, Tiffany rises to her feet. Suneha had betrayed her once more. Helping make Tiffany captive.
Now as Suneha also rises to her feet. Her thoughts going to her own betrayal and capture by the K sisters.
Once more, these two gorgeous ladies, would catfight!!
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The Auburn Snatch was wet, and gently bucking, then lowering. As it made it's way out of harbor.
Kayla had heard, something being said, about Milla Jovovich, being captive. Yet no sign of the deadly warship captained by her, was to be seen in port.
Kayla had liked the feisty captain willing to side with pirates. Before it got to far out of port. Sexy Kayla, was over the side, and looking to find out more about the mentioned beauty. Her rendezvous, with Storm, to be delayed even longer.
As her mother's pirate ship heads out to sea. Kayla not knowing, that very near, was also her own deadly rival.
The fortress slightly inland, and it's dungeons. Being the most likely place for her to find the answers, as well as peril of her own.
Jessika unaware of her daughters departure, has her ship steering a straight course. While Jessika begins to meet, with LexiBabe, Rama, and Becky Stroud below decks.
Sadie was pouring over some of the maps, and charts Storm had lent her. Sadie sassy, snarky and very lovely. Was also gifted as being one of the best map makers on the seven seas.
Storm had taken her in, and given her a task. Sadie fully desiring to help him relocate, the mystery ship, he thinks he caught a glimpse of, some time ago.
Pirate Megan, and Starbear Steph, had tried to talk Sadie into some mischief, with the brat sisters Laurie Breeze and Lil Sara.
Yet Sadie felt she was close to something had asked to be left out. The others had pelted her, with some sort of soft, fluffy, good smelling bits of something. Before Megan declaring it was time for popcorn to be strewn upon the poopdeck. Leading the others away, intent on welcoming Marlies, and Serena to the crew properly. In the best intended, mischief making way.
IreneCatfighter was stalking her intended prey. The man was softly snoring, while asleep. Irene was dressed in a simple skimpy pair of panties, and a loosely buttoned blouse. She had been asleep in her own quarters. When waking from an unpleasant dream. Deciding to surprise him, making him do as she wished.
"This was going way to easy." Irene thinks, as she grins, holding her knife in her hand. Stepping carefully, while the ship pitches and rolls gently, beneath her bare feet.
Irene smiling wider, pleased with herself, as she bends over him, hand moving to position the knife, making him her captive.
Irene was beautiful, brunette, and totally surprised, as she feels his hand, press a different knife, to her taut belly.
"Would yee care to explain?" Storm asks, having been awake, yet feigning sleep, after the door had been opened and closed behind her.
"Did I wake you captain?" Irene asks, with a devilish gleam in her eyes. Then gasps as his hand moves, the knife slicing the button off, holding her blouse together.
Irene lowers her own knife, before opening the garment fully, and letting it drop to the ground.
"I was wondering if you were lonely captain." Irene says softly. As she moves onto his bed with him.
Storm realizing the brunette beauty, probably was having more nightmares, from her mistreatment by another.
Not forcing her to say anything, while welcoming her no words needing to be said.
Irene warm, her lips enticing, as she brushes them against his.
Irene moaning softly, as she finds him quickly aroused by her. Even as his fingers gently caress, and fondle her firm, well formed breasts.
His knife now set aside as well, as Irene removes her own panties. Before slowly sheathing his manhood, inside of her newly aroused sex.
Irene working her body to his, offering her proudly thrust breasts for his kisses. His tongue fully stimulating her nipples erect.
Then the licking, and sucking on her hard nippled tits, as Irene joins her body fully with his. The motion, of the ship at sea. Seeming to help combine their own movements, even better.
Irene enjoyed being this hot, and wet. Her bad dreams, changing to more restful nights. One thing that the captain seemed to do nicely. He was a pirate, yet he had a caring heart. Storm willing to stand up for, and fight for his crew.
Irene feeling him move inside of her. Unlike the vicious brute she had sailed with before. He only took from the ladies, when willingly offered. Irene could have left ship, after escaping her predicament. Yet she found, she was willing to fight for him. For now this was where she needed, and wanted to be.
Irene was moving very close, to enjoying a welcome release. When the door opened, closed, and someone crashed into something.
"Hey captain, you awake, think I found something." Sadie's voice softly calls out.
"You know, having it this dark, makes it hard for a gal to see anything." Sadie continues, as she bumps into something else, before stumbling against the bed.
"I think I need new locks on that door, everyone just walks in." She hears Storm say, even as her hand encounters a warm, firm tit.
"I don't know captain, since she is interrupting, maybe she should join us." A woman's voice teases, as hands gently grasp her, pulling Sadie onto the bed.
"Eeeep ... Capn's got company." Sadie gasps out.
Sadie had come to ask him a few questions about the island he remembered.
Now all thought of maps, and charts fleeing her mind. As hands begin to quickly remove her clothing. Sadie being kissed, and caressed, as soon she is enjoying the attentions of both, as her sexy figure lays nude on the bed.
Sadie's nipples soon so very hard, her womanhood wet, and willing.
Irene so close to climaxing, Sadie soon ready as well. "Mmmmmmm Cap'n sweetie, x marks the spot." "You found Sadie's treasure!!" The beautiful young blonde gasps, and moans, as she enjoys a very pleasing release, and climax.
Irene soon joining her in satisfaction, as they make sure to complete the captain as well.
"No one better fire of those damn cannon before noon." Storm announces, as all three drift into restful slumber.
Captain LisaFights, was feisty, gorgeous, red haired, and willing to fight. Her long legs standing firmly, ready to help her hold her ground.
Lisa wearing a very thin blouse, and a skimpy skirt, The skirt slit along the one side, giving her lush, long legs room to move freely.
Across from her stood a slender, long legged blonde, dressed in an equally skimpy and revealing outfit.
"You ask to many questions slut, think I need to drop your sails for yee." The blonde informs Lisa, as the crowd opens up, to give them room to fight.
Lisa had entered the dark gloomy tavern, in search of information.
Now it looked like she had a fight on her hands. Lisa's face becoming even more beautiful, as she smiles. Her fingers flexing, as she begins to circle the blonde.
"I think your all hot air bitch, but willing to give you a go." Lisa replies back.
"I think you will make a wonderful captive slave whore." The blonde spits back, before moving to attack Lisa.
Storm is roused by of course cannon fire, then yelling and saints knew what else from on deck.
"I am going to make them start buying their own damn powder and balls." Storm fumes, being brought out of sleep. Yet enjoying feeling the bedding still feeling warm, from Sadie and Irene's presence.
The two having woken, and slipped away, to try and keep tongues from wagging.
Storm quickly throwing on something to be decent, before rushing out on deck.
Irene and Sadie sat bound naked, back to back on deck. Lil Sara, and Laurie Breeze, whooping, and dancing in circles around them. Some kind of bird feathers, sticking up out of their hair.
The lovely brat sisters, acting like some island savages.
Steph standing by the cannon recently fired. As Megan grins and salutes Storm.
"Captain ready to sacrifice the virgins, to get our squid to come back!!" Megan gleefully announces.
"Prepare to make them walk the plank." "Hey I like Sadie, as much as any of you." "Yet we need to have our cannon juggling mascot back." Megan ads, as others comment in.
"Quiet on deck, and what in the name of Davy Jones locker, are these light colored, puffy yellow pieces all over deck?" He asks, as Sadie manages to pop another into her mouth, happily chewing on it. Even while being threatened with getting tossed overboard.
"Listen you twit, I am not a virgin, ask your captain!!" Irene blurts out.
"Arrrrrrr ..... Looks like we need to just toss the blonde." Megan offers, eyes moving to Sadie.
The pretty young blonde blushing slightly.
Megan lifting up her eye patch, to gaze with both eyes towards Storm. "Holy monkey nuts on a string Cap'n." "How is your beloved pirate Megan, to summon our sea squid mascot, if you don't leave any virgins?" Megan asks.
"Besides, I think they both look sexy, you could have shared with your fave first mate dont'cha know?" Megan ads.
Neither Irene or Sadie had been of that nature, when coupling the night before. Yet that was no ones business but theirs, to his thinking.
"I am soooooo kicking her ass." Sadie says, as Irene informs her to wait her turn.
Storm is about to heatedly speak to some of his crew. When off to the side of the ship. He sees what could be a giant squid, with seaweed, clinging like a pair of pants to it. Long tentacles, grasping some of the fluffy yellow puffs, bobbing on the sea. Before heading back down to the depths again.
All other eyes turned towards him, away from the sight.
"Free the prisoners, stand down on guns." "Megan to my quarters, and stop singing Capn's got a girlfriend." He begins as Megan turns to her audience again.
"Yeahhh you do that, and baby, it's more than just friends, heee hee hee." She says making motions of fingers sliding into a hole, with her hands.
"Yipes ...... You heard the captain make this ship ready to sail ....." Megan calls out, feeling Storm very close behind her.
"We are sailing ..." A few call out.
"Well darn it, clean it up, I gotta taste test the capn's rum." "I can't do everything around here." Megan states, turning to quickly try and escape. Tripping over a bucket formerly filled with popcorn. "Holy flea farts, a girl could get killed on this dirty deck." Megan announces as snickers come from around her.
"Yee heard Megan, clean this mess up, and for god's sake, get me some rum!!" Storm calls out.
The crew moving to follow orders, after enjoying some mirth, and laughter for the day.
Irene giving him a quick kiss, before heading to get dressed.
Megan bumping against Sadie's leg, while scrambling to get up. Sadie admiring Megan's nice ass. Before putting a foot to it, and gently shoving the lovely fun loving brunette back down.
"I think I found something on the map sweetie, care to spend some time with Sadie?" Sadie asks, as Megan gets back to her feet.
Starbear making a face, sticking her tongue out. Megan returning the gesture. Before realizing, Steph was behind Storm, while Megan was facing him.
Starbear sxxxxxxxing her duty done. As she turns, to begin cleaning the recently fired cannon.
Megan left standing, tongue out, and blushing.
"Yep rum coming, tastes like rain." Megan manages to think up, before rushing off. Before taking a chance of upsetting Storm more.
He loved pirate Megan dearly. Yet even Megan knew, when it was time to stop the antics for awhile.
Sara, and Laurie Breeze, heading off together as usual. While discussing scalping Marlies or Serena. Since they did not get to toss anyone overboard.
Storm trying not to let his eyes linger on Sadie's pleasing nude figure. Sadie was lovely, and now he was seeing her in all her glory.
"You get dressed, I'll bring the rum, and breakfast." Storm offers.
Sadie forgetting at the moment, she was sans wardrobe shrieks, and tries hiding behind him. She had a beautiful body, yet was not used to showing it off, to an entire ship's crew.
Storm taking something offered by Sarah, the beautiful red haired pirate, pickpocket, and possible princess.
Draping it around Sadie's sexy figure. Sadie giving him a quick kiss, before heading off.
Maybe he was one step closer, to finding Michelle's heritage, and father's ship for her.
As Storm began going through the start of the day. The ill Wind sailed on.
Michelle was enjoying a very interesting dream, herself and Josephine McDonald.
The stunning brunette dreaming about her rival. While not knowing, Joey was aboard another ship. Sailing the sea, in pursuit of Michelle.
The two lovely ladies, heading for a reckoning together very soon!!
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Wonderful ! Well thought out and sensuous.I love this !
Whyyyyy thankee Pirate Irene !!
Three day weekend coming up ... Hope to kick this into gear .... several catfights due to get going ... So nothing gets in the way.. Hope to get a few chapters written and sailing into here..
Storm
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Best Pirate story here :)
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Oooh, Stormy, you know reading about myself in your sexy stories always make me wet - tee hee! ::) :P :D
hugs
Kayla
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Part8A Rivals begin to meet
Irene was arching her sensual body, moaning softly, with content. The lovely pirate, had waited until the crew had gone to sleep. After the BloodStorm had made port.
It was still dark, in the early morning. As Irene had made her way, into the captain's quarters.
Captain Storm had come awake, with the soft mounds of Irene's bared breasts. Gently pressing against his chest then, to his lips.
Soon her nipples thrust fully erect, as he pleasured them. Warm wet licks and kisses being traded.
The ship gently rocking at anchor, as they became one.
Waves of orgasmic release, surging through her body, as he nuzzles her left breast. The two having changed places. First Irene had been on top. Now she lay beneath, as he began to cumm inside her wet, pleasured pussy.
Irene wanted to cry out, while savoring how wonderful she felt right now. As her womanly juices, mingled with his. Yet she did not want to draw attention to his cabin, making the noise she wanted to.
Irene slowly lowering back to the bed, feeling very safe, and satiated.
Then Irene cries out, as the door to the captain's cabin bursts open, and two lovely young pirates burst in.
"Great idea for selling our own brand of rum ... Whooooooaaaa, Hey Irene got a little captain in ya?" Sadie says, before snickering.
"Holy naked wench, Irene looks to have all of the captain in her, hee hee heee." Megan ads gleefully.
"Sorry captain, though I think Serena could use a stripping and savoring." "Think we got trouble ashore, some of our crew did not come back from leave." Pirate Megan ads.
"You keep boinkin the babe, we'll see to matters." "SADIEVILLE is going ashore, expanding her kingdom, and kicking booty!!" Sadie ads.
Before two very beautiful, young mischief makers, turn, back out, slamming the door behind them.
"Saints and gods preserve us." Storm mumbles, still enjoying the feel Of having the warm, firm mounds of Irene's breasts heaving against his chest.
There was no way, he could simply allow ship's crews fate, to be left alone to them.
Soon he would be dressed, and unknowingly to him, heading into deadly danger, and a trap well laid.
Princesses Ragini, and Mohua had risen early, to talk together. As well as enjoying some rituals of the day together.
The two dusky skinned beauties, having satisfied some needs. Now began hearing, of missing crew members.
As well as seeing Megan, Sadie, the Brat sisters Sara, and Laurie. With a few others heading off to shore.
Just before Ragini drew in a hissing breath of surprise, and extreme displeasure.
Mohua's dark eyes widening, as she follows her companions gaze.
Another ship was at anchor, and the flag gently flapping in the predawn light. Was giving them fair warning, to gather their blades, and rush to join the party ashore.
Sarah, was one of the most beautiful red heads, anywhere in the world. As crew had been given leave.
They had been warned to stick to one tavern, as opposed to the Bloody Tide. Rumours had been told, about how fellow pirates, went missing or woke up penniless, after visiting it.
Some maybe shanghaied to sea, on other vessels. It was also guessed, they fed the fishes, after being robbed, and dumped lifeless at sea.
Sarah had been wanting to get back to the safety of the ship. Having enjoyed some fun, while at the Briny Brew.
Sarah wanted to be warm, and safe in her own berth. She was new to the crew, yet found herself enjoying being accepted.
She had been nervously counting to herself, as she went along the narrow streets. "Easy as Candy, 1,2,3." She would say softly to herself. While this time not needing to pickpocket to make her way.
For now her belly, and heart had been warm, and filled.
The buxom blonde Marlies, had excused herself, seeing Sarah leave. Having enjoyed herself, she decided to accompany the pretty young redhead back to the ship.
Marlies had been torn, as she followed Sarah, behind and slowly catching up. When some rough looking men, cornered Sarah, and began forcing her to head to the Bloody Tide.
If she took to much time, getting back to the Brew. Sarah might never be seen again by them.
Marlies was not going to abandon the red head, to that kind of fate.
Marlies quickened her steps, being sure to boldy enter, after Sarah was made to go inside.
Now Marlies sat bound in a chair. Her top torn open, her large breasts heaving naked, in all their glory.
A buxom brunette wench, savoring pouring oil, down across Marlies exposed chest. Marlies nipples budding, as the liquid wets, and makes the large mounds of her breasts glisten.
"You'll be my private whore, captain says so." Glenda says, licking her lips. While beginning to fondle Marlie's pert, eye catching assets.
Others had gathered around Sarah, as she trembled, yet was willing to fight. Sarah having used her nails to claw several of them, when they got to close.
Yet now, one was taking joy, in opening her top, one cut away button, at a time.
Sarah's breasts soon bared. While not as large as Marlies ladies. For her height, and size. Sarah was very well put together.
Sarah's breasts a very pleasing size, while being very firm, and proudly thrust.
The dangerous man smirking, as his blade begins to press, and draw a thin line of blood, from her right tit.
"TAhhhh Dahhhh .. Whooo hooo party is here!!" Megan announces, as they arrive, making plenty of noise as they burst in.
Sarah's heart pounding with joy, as now more than ever, she knew she had been accepted as part of the crew.
They had noticed her missing, and had come looking for her, as well as Marlies.
Megan puffs up her chest. Sadie winking at Sarah, while others gazed at the exposed chests of Marlies and Sarah with admiration.
Megan seeing they would be very outnumbered if trouble started. Began trying to bluff her way through this.
Pirate Megan had some of the perkiest breasts, that ever sailed the seven seas.
As her group moved closer, to their captive shipmates. "You never know when you will find yourself in one of these topless joints." Megan says, while starting to swagger, as if having to much to drink. Megan opening her own top, still moving closer to Sarah and Marlies.
All eyes moving to her, as she turns, and mischief in her eyes, yanks open Sadie's top as well.
Sadie caught off guard, as her own firm, perky tits get exposed before the onlookers.
Megan bumping her hip against Glenda's, as she takes the bottle of oil from her.
"Mmmmmmmmm tasty tit's, Sadie snacks, best way to begin breakfast." Megan announces, before pouring some of the oil, down and across Sadie's basically perfect pair. "Play along, we start fights, and get away with them during the riot." Megan offers as a quickly grasped at plan.
Sadie's perky breasts glistening, as she smacks Megan's hands away from them. "
"I prefer Megan munchables, myself you breakfast tart." Sadie replies back, yanking the oil from Megan's hand, before dousing some of it over Megan's firm breasts.
Megan takes it back, wetting Sadie's girls again. "Sadie snacks, you snarky slut!!" Megan ads in, before starting to shove Sadie.
"Megan munchables." "Sadie Snacks." "Megan munchables." They begin going back and forth, now slapping, and smearing oil across each others lovely, now glistening tits.
"Heyyyyyyyyyyyy what about Marlies mounds or Sarah's savories?" Sadie puts in, as they turn, and begin to head towards the captive duo.
Megan managing to toss oil, across the heaving mounds of Sarah's exposed breasts.
Sadie knocking the bottle away, and turning Megan to start the fight.
Just as a slender, yet deadly blade slices the air between them.
"I think we spit these two, and see what juices come out of them." The man recently having sport with Sarah states.
"Ohhhhhhhhhh nail cleaner." Sadie says, quickly recovering to smile, before turning the blade, to use to clean her finger nails.
The man and his crew stand stunned, as the lively duo, begin trying to distract with attitude. Megan saying a silent prayer, hoping reinforcements would be showing up soon.
If not, maybe the entire group with her, would find themselves captive or swimming with the fishes.
"Hey what about buttered bread?" Lil Sara asks, as she tosses a questionable piece of old bread towards Megan.
Megan catching it, then accepting a piece of butter, from Laurie Breeze. Begins trying to smear butter on the blade, while running the bread across it.
"I found some snacks, here Sadie, try some." Starbear ads in, tossing a bag to Sadie.
"Ohhhhhhhhhh yeahhhh popcorn!!" Sadie exclaims with pleasure, as she opens the bag, taking a handful out. Many historians not realizing what pirates thought of before anyone else. "Great party want some?" She asks offering it to the man holding the blade.
His face becoming redder, with his growing anger.
"These pirate tarts maybe had lovely tits, yet they were mocking him!!" "No one dared make sport of him, his blade made sure of that.
With a quick motion, he cleaves through the piece of bread, Megan getting her hand out of the way barely in time.
Then the blade seems to blur, as Sadie is soon holding the bag, as the bottom is sliced away.
Just before the deadly tip, rests against the mound of her left breast. Just beneath her glistened, and distended nipple.
Megan's eyes widening, as she knew one wrong word, and Sadie was going to be run through!!
"I swear, no one ever invites this captain, to the best early morning bashes." Megan hears a very welcome voice joining in.
"I think that be one of the most pleasing breasts to nuzzle, and suck on." "Kindly remove your blade, no damage to the lasses, pleasing tit." Storm requests, unaware of the deadly smirk. Showing on the man's face, as his trap, was now in full effect.
He takes twisted delight, in breaking the skin of Sadie's breast. Drawing just a bead of blood, that mingles with the oil, on the pert breast.
"Yee leave the lass be, one more move like that." "I will run yee through, back to me or not bastard." Storm proclaims, ready to fight for Sadie, Megan or any of his crew.
His eyes becoming livid with rage, as he sees Sarah's firm breast also wounded by the man.
Storm had assured the lovely red head she would be safe on his ship. Her eyes showing relief, that he was here. Along with more of the crew, evening the odds.
Marlies not bloodied, yet bare breasted, and bound.
The man whirls to face him, while adding a subtle cheat. Letting his blade lightly slice, against Storm's right side. Before any official battle had begun.
Ragini and Mohua, clearing steele, as they recognize the man smiling confidently facing Storm.
Other blades are cleared, as his crew move to face against the lovely princesses.
Darko Castillo, the Spaniard stood facing Storm, his blade ready, and his confidence high. He had already drawn blood, from the pirate captain.
The Bloody Tide was looking to become even more bloody.
Ragini and Mohua hoping to slip closer. Together one of them with Storm stood a chance of gaining victory. Though they had grown to respect him. Neither princess felt alone he could win.
Yet Darko kept deadly swordsman part of his crew. It likely would fall to them. To keep any of those sparring partners of Darko. From sliding a blade, into Storm's back.
Darko was maybe the best with the blade, anywhere in the world. Yet he was not above, gaining victory by ambush.
Darko salutes Storm with his blade. As Storm tries to return the gesture. Darko lunges, while laughing. His blade barely turned aside, from the sneak attack.
Blood already showing, from the captain, as eyes look eagerly on. This possibly being Storm's last fight.
Megan and Sadie, begin catching the eyes of other shipmates. "Breakfast is served bitches!!" Megan cries out, as she begins grabbing and flinging food everywhere.
"Welcome to Sadieville sluts!!" Sadie ads, as she and the rest of the crew begin joining in.
Sarah moving, as they make sure to surround her, making her part of the group. Marlies smiling, as they free her from her bonds. The buxom blonde, rubbing her wrists, as she glares at Glenda.
Chaos erupting all around.
Even as Darko Castillo, and captain Storm. Begin a deadly dance of blades, and possibly death, in the bloody Tide tavern.
Suneha grins, as she kicks BustyTiffany in her side.
Captain Tiffany naked, dripping wet, and prisoner on her own ship the Bondage.
Kim and Khloe K admiring the water glistening on Tiffany's bare skin. Some of it beading, then dripping from Tiffany's engorged nipples. Even as she heaves herself to her hands and knees.
The dark haired, sensuous Suneha soaking wet as well, yet dressed in a light colored blouse, and dark skirt.
Suneha had plotted with the K sisters to take over the vessel. Suneha thinking it would make her captain again.
Yet herself betrayed, she found herself captive as well.
Now they had to fight, for the amusement of their captors.
Suneha pulling one long shapely leg back, for another kick. Even as Tiffany turns, grabbing the leg, and twisting it.
Suneha crying out, as Tiffany rolls over, jerking the leg, and working to pull Suneha down onto the deck with her.
Crew members cheering them on, as Suneha gasps, as air is driven from her body. As it falls, and strikes the deck.Tiffany scrambling, and diving onto her rival.
Another bucket of water sloshing them both. As Tiffany clenches together with Suneha.
Buxom blonde Tiffany naked in all her glory. While sultry dark haired beauty Suneha. Begin rolling together, hitting, clawing, and entangled fighting on the deck, while many eyes look on.
Michelle was getting closer to meeting back up with Storm. The breath taking brunette beauty, had discovered his ship had been to this port. Not long before her own vessel made anchor.
Now Michelle was in a darker area, of the large noisy tavern.
Michelle enjoying some drink, and land based grub. While keeping her ears, and eyes open for anymore possible clues or information.
Michelle had just ordered another drink, and was not concerned when someone moved closer to her table. Most likely the serving wench, with her drink.
Then something wet splashes against her chest, and begins streaming. Between the well formed, firm mounds of Michelle's lovely breasts.
Her shirt partially opened at the top, as the liquid splashed against, then ran down into her open top.
Michelle's eyes livid, as she turns to curse the tavern wench. Only to find a very beautiful, and wickedly grinning Josephine McDonald stood eyeing her.
Joey's long hair as usual was unkempt. Her own blouse gaping partially open. As she leaned ahead, placing her hands on Michelle's table.
Allowing Michelle a very nice view, down Joey's top. Once more, as she gazed at the other woman's heaving, firm breasts, and lovely face.
Captain Michelle was torn between desires to bed or beat, this sexy woman before her.
Michelle feeling some heat pooling, in her center. As she feels the other woman's eyes roaming her own, sexy figure.
"You are a difficult lady to track down." "I think we have some unfinished business between us whore." Joey says with a smile.
As Michelle calmly washes her food down, with a drink of rum. Before pitching the rest in Joey's face, and down her top.
Rising quickly, as her blood began to surge through her. Michelle was going to get to live out a fantasy, she had been savoring while asleep at night.
She was going to get her hands in the long auburn tinted hair, while catfighting, with Josephine McDonald!!
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Neat concept, I like how different people were woven throughout the story. Looks like an super ending is in the works.
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AVAST and apologies ... Time to shiver yer timbers and get this ship sailing again!!
Inside the tavern it was a free for all. Glasses, bottles and bodies seeming to fly everywhere. With catfighting pirates involved. Fists, feet and claws also in motion.
As well as the clang, and clatter of metal blades meeting in duals.
Princesses Ragini and Mohua working as a team, fending off numerous attackers. While Storm was being slowly sliced, and bloodied. By the deadly Spaniard sword master.
Lovely pirate Megan. Was making sure each rum tankard was empty. Before smashing them, over rival heads.
The young beauty, grinning wickedly, while starting to stagger. While still fighting.
Starbear was showing how nicely, she could use her feet, as well as her fists. A spinning kick, and a sound like a cannonball going off. As she sends a larger female opponent, through a service door.
Feisty brat sisters Lil Sara, and Laurie Breeze. Had a length of rope held between them. Again pretending to be Indians. They gave war whoops. As they ran around rivals, tangling them in the rope.
Tripping, taunting, and knocking them down onto the floor.
The rope, courtesy of Marlies now being freed. The sensual, buxom blonde now in the fight. Marlies smashing her large firm breasts, into opponents. Then using her nails, to tear their garments, and rake their tits.
Sexy snarky Sadie, was splitting her time. Between sampling some of the snacks set out. Then smacking, and slapping rival catfighters senseless.
Irene was drop dead gorgeous. As well as a very competent catfighter. Irene's sleek, curvy body. Sailing over the bar top. Into a treacherous blonde. That had begun trying to aim a pistol, at Sadie's exposed back. "I'm the only one, kicking her ass today." Irene informs, as they slam together. Irene taking her to the floor, behind the bar. To continue the fight, the unfired pistol, being tossed into a slop bucket.
The attractive dusky skinned princesses, had almost worked their way to Storm's side. When a few fresh fighters clear steele to challenge them.
Darko Castillo, clearly the more skilled fighter with the blade. While Storm, was fighting, to protect those he cared about. Dark fought for his own ego, and twisted pleasure, at hurting others.
Money, as well as reputation, what he cared about most.
He was pleased with himself. Storm's body showing several thin cut, that blood seeped or dripped from. While he remained untouched.
Darko almost tasting the pleasure of the combat.
Of his many recent opponents. Most of them showing fear of him. Letting his reputation alone beat them.
This pirate captain, was actually making him work up a sweat.
He was not intimidated, yet the Spaniard knew, Storm would soon lose.
Storm coming very close to scoring a slice or stab. Darko managing to counter each of them in time.
Still, he also knew, he needed to end this. He was slowing down a bit himself. It only taking one wrong move, to change the balance of the fight.
Nearby Sarah, also known as candy 1 2 3, was showing some impressive catfighting skills of her own.
Glenda, a much larger catfighter. Was simpering, and ready to plead mercy. As Sarah had beaten, and clawed her nicely.
Now as she grasped for a knife to stab Sarah with. The lovely red head grabs Glenda's hair. Using one of the low bench seats, as a running platform. Sarah uses Glenda's hair, for a hand hold. Turning her body, keeping her off balance.
Then coming down off the bench, using the momentum. To face plant Glenda, in a dumped food platter on the tavern floor.
Sarah's pert chest heaving, as she grins, pleased with her bulldog move, against her rival.
Darko steps back, watching, as some nearby fighters, tumble against Storm's back. Sending him staggering away from Darko briefly.
"Now it was time to take Storm's heart, and his life." Darko thinks to himself. It was well known, how Storm cared about his crew. Many an unsavory pirate laughing, and making fun. That Captain Storm, had so many female pirates on his ship.
While many found out the hard way. Those same ladies, knew how to kick ass by themselves. Not to mention, how fiercely Storm would fight for them, if they needed his assistance.
He was a good captain, knowing when they could fight their own battles.
As well as being ready to step in. When they became out numbered.
As Sarah rises, wiping her hands of food, from the maneuver used on Glenda.
The beautiful young red head turns.
Her eyes widening, as she sees Darko grinning evily, while facing her.
The tip of his blade, darting, to the valley, between her naked, heaving breasts.
He would run her through. Then while Storm was foolishly emotional. Seeing the sexy body, of the red head topple, spurting blood to the floor.
Darko would finish him as well. Then round up, and eradicate his pirate crew once and for all.
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AVAST and apologies ... Time to shiver yer timbers and get this ship sailing again!!
Inside the tavern it was a free for all. Glasses, bottles and bodies seeming to fly everywhere. With catfighting pirates involved. Fists, feet and claws also in motion.
As well as the clang, and clatter of metal blades meeting in duals.
Princesses Ragini and Mohua working as a team, fending off numerous attackers. While Storm was being slowly sliced, and bloodied. By the deadly Spaniard sword master.
Lovely pirate Megan. Was making sure each rum tankard was empty. Before smashing them, over rival heads.
The young beauty, grinning wickedly, while starting to stagger. While still fighting.
Starbear was showing how nicely, she could use her feet, as well as her fists. A spinning kick, and a sound like a cannonball going off. As she sends a larger female opponent, through a service door.
Feisty brat sisters Lil Sara, and Laurie Breeze. Had a length of rope held between them. Again pretending to be Indians. They gave war whoops. As they ran around rivals, tangling them in the rope.
Tripping, taunting, and knocking them down onto the floor.
The rope, courtesy of Marlies now being freed. The sensual, buxom blonde now in the fight. Marlies smashing her large firm breasts, into opponents. Then using her nails, to tear their garments, and rake their tits.
Sexy snarky Sadie, was splitting her time. Between sampling some of the snacks set out. Then smacking, and slapping rival catfighters senseless.
Irene was drop dead gorgeous. As well as a very competent catfighter. Irene's sleek, curvy body. Sailing over the bar top. Into a treacherous blonde. That had begun trying to aim a pistol, at Sadie's exposed back. "I'm the only one, kicking her ass today." Irene informs, as they slam together. Irene taking her to the floor, behind the bar. To continue the fight, the unfired pistol, being tossed into a slop bucket.
The attractive dusky skinned princesses, had almost worked their way to Storm's side. When a few fresh fighters clear steele to challenge them.
Darko Castillo, clearly the more skilled fighter with the blade. While Storm, was fighting, to protect those he cared about. Dark fought for his own ego, and twisted pleasure, at hurting others.
Money, as well as reputation, what he cared about most.
He was pleased with himself. Storm's body showing several thin cut, that blood seeped or dripped from. While he remained untouched.
Darko almost tasting the pleasure of the combat.
Of his many recent opponents. Most of them showing fear of him. Letting his reputation alone beat them.
This pirate captain, was actually making him work up a sweat.
He was not intimidated, yet the Spaniard knew, Storm would soon lose.
Storm coming very close to scoring a slice or stab. Darko managing to counter each of them in time.
Still, he also knew, he needed to end this. He was slowing down a bit himself. It only taking one wrong move, to change the balance of the fight.
Nearby Sarah, also known as candy 1 2 3, was showing some impressive catfighting skills of her own.
Glenda, a much larger catfighter. Was simpering, and ready to plead mercy. As Sarah had beaten, and clawed her nicely.
Now as she grasped for a knife to stab Sarah with. The lovely red head grabs Glenda's hair. Using one of the low bench seats, as a running platform. Sarah uses Glenda's hair, for a hand hold. Turning her body, keeping her off balance.
Then coming down off the bench, using the momentum. To face plant Glenda, in a dumped food platter on the tavern floor.
Sarah's pert chest heaving, as she grins, pleased with her bulldog move, against her rival.
Darko steps back, watching, as some nearby fighters, tumble against Storm's back. Sending him staggering away from Darko briefly.
"Now it was time to take Storm's heart, and his life." Darko thinks to himself. It was well known, how Storm cared about his crew. Many an unsavory pirate laughing, and making fun. That Captain Storm, had so many female pirates on his ship.
While many found out the hard way. Those same ladies, knew how to kick ass by themselves. Not to mention, how fiercely Storm would fight for them, if they needed his assistance.
He was a good captain, knowing when they could fight their own battles.
As well as being ready to step in. When they became out numbered.
As Sarah rises, wiping her hands of food, from the maneuver used on Glenda.
The beautiful young red head turns.
Her eyes widening, as she sees Darko grinning evily, while facing her.
The tip of his blade, darting, to the valley, between her naked, heaving breasts.
He would run her through. Then while Storm was foolishly emotional. Seeing the sexy body, of the red head topple, spurting blood to the floor.
Darko would finish him as well. Then round up, and eradicate his pirate crew once and for all.
Always looking forward to another of these from you stormy :)
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Starbear Steph, was enjoying the fight. Her shoes now slid off, as she fought in her bare feet. The lovely blonde pirate, seeming to find better fighting stance, and balance this way.
Smiling, as she sends another opponent, tumbling to the floor.
Her joy short lived, as an over sized, drunken amazon of a woman, spins Steph around. Before belching in her face, and bumping her huge chest, against Steph's proudly thrust, and partially exposed pair.
Steph was not pleased, with the woman's ale soaked breath. Not to mention, the smelly aroma, of what was pressed onto the woman's head. Dark haired, buxom, and slightly overweight.
The woman had been knocked into a table earlier. Now some of the vittles, stood clinging to her head.
Steph catching the aroma, to realize what it was.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhh yucckkk ... You have cheese on your head, you whore." "I can't stand cheese heads, you drunk bitch!!" Steph informs, before balancing herself on the floor. Then launching an attack, at the larger woman.
Pirates Megan and Sadie. Started enjoying trading places. One kneeling behind a rival. Before the other gleefully, struts up from the front. Grinning, while shoving them backwards. To tumble over the pirate kneeling, bridged behind them.
While scrambling to recover. The mischief making pair, would drop legs, elbows, and at times chairs on top of them.
"Sacrifice the virgins!!" Megan gleefully calling out.
One of the less reputable enemies lands, as they switch places. This time Megan springing the trap from behind. Sadie doing the shoving, before moving to drop, an arm or leg.
"PHewwwwwwwwww Ohhhhhhhhhhh Holy Neptune's spoiled flounder." "This skank is not likely a virgin." Megan complains. As the unsavory tavern wench's legs splay. Spreading an unpleasant, fishy aroma.
"Yuck..... rum break, she's all yours Meggie." Sadie offers, holding her own nose. Against the harlot's well used, unwashed womanhood.
Megan quickly smashing a toppled, empty ale tankard, against the woman. Who had been trying to pull a dagger on her.
Megan moving away. Even as she uses on of her own legs. To shove the unconscious tarts legs back together.
Turning her head, she sees Sadie, tipping a tankard, guzzling some rum.
"Heyyyyy shipmates are supposed to share!!" Megan accuses. Feeling her own throat's dryness.
Sadie looking, as Megan rises, and rushes over. "That and it's PIRATE MEGAN, Captain's favorite first mate, NOT Meggie."
Lowering the tankard, handing it to Megan, smiling, as she does.
Megan giving a cry of delight, as she snatches the tankard.
As Megan upends it, planning to guzzle the rest, not letting Sadie have anymore.
Sadie picks up another tankard. Giggling into it, as Megan completely upends the other one. Finding it is already empty.
"You popcorn poaching, pain in the ass!!" "Cm'ere gimme!! Megan cries out, dropping the empty. before spearing the fresh one, from Sadie's hand.
Sadie quickly reacts, only to bump against Megan's out thrown arm, and hand. Megan trying not to giggle herself this time. As she begins guzzling the rum.
Megan barely holding Sadie back. as she drains this tankard. Except for fun loving mischief, and being a beloved by almost everyone pirate. Megan loved her rum.
"You can't out snark Sadie, in Sadieville, you sloppy drunken squid worshiper!!" Sadie retorts, before tackling Megan.
The two tumbling to the floor together. In search of more rum. As well as a impromptu catfight, that had to happen.
Buxom blonde beauty Marlies, was moving nicely. The stunning blonde, bringing another opponent, to the floor. Using some leverage, and punishing body punches.
Then working the scrappy rival, into a painful backbreaking hold. The other woman's slender body. Now being bent, in a very uncomfortable way. Across one of Marlies shapely legs, and knees.
Nearby Sarah, has also another opponent down. Face towards the floor. While Candy 123 uses her arms to pull the other woman's legs up, backwards, towards her head. With Sarah sitting down upon her back.
The move some type of submission crab maneuver. Sarah's submission crab finisher. Having the woman tapping the floor, begging for quarter, while quitting the fight.
Unfairly, for history. The move would later be given credit. To some patch of land, called Boston.
Laurie Breeze, and Lil Sara, had begun having great fun. The lovely young duo, finding some of the bung starters. The wooden mallets, used to help tap fresh kegs.
Now savoring being all bratty, and working as sisters in mayhem. They moved among the tables, and overturned chairs.
As soon as feet, not belonging to their own crew got in range.
They would smack them with the mallets. Then give war whoops, before moving on, and counting more Brat sister coups.
Sarah tangles with Glenda, after releasing her opponent, from the submission crab maneuver.
Wiping food, from herself. Glenda just getting bulldogged by Sarah.
The lovely red head turning, to find a blade pointed, and aimed at her chest.
Darko almost salivating. As he almost lusts, for the nubile, topless red head's blood. To wet, and slick his blade.
He was going to impale Sarah. Then finish his duel, with a unfocused, heart torn Storm.
Steph was using her fists, claws and feet very well. The cheesehead was rocking, from a spinning kick, to her side. Some cheese toppling, from her head to the floor.
Steph raking nails across the fully exposed, right breast now.
The larger woman so sure of herself before. Now was feeling pain, from several places.
Steph quickly bringing up a knee, into the woman's soft belly.
As she doubles up, air whooshing from her body.
Steph's bare foot, snaps out. To impact the side of the woman's head.
Her eyes roll up, as she topples senseless to the floor. Her face, falling, into the spilled cheese.
Starbear looks down, grinning.
"That will teach you cheesehead." "Never fuck, with a bear!!" Steph informs her, before moving off, in search of another opponent.
Time seemed to slow, not running as normal. Princess Ragini, cutting through a rival's defense. Princess Mohua's hand grasping for a throwing dagger, strapped to her thigh.
Even as Mohua's blade, opens up the pathway, to Sarah, and Storm.
The capable cat, and sword fighting princesses, both know. Lovely young Sarah, would be dead, before they could reach her.
Darko laughs wickedly, as he lunges, ready to impale Sarah's heaving chest, with his steel.
Yet before his blade can even touch, Sarah's tender skinned figure. Storm lunges, and his blade crashes into Darko's, knocking it towards the floor.
Darko hisses, turning to confront Storm again.
There should have been no way, Storm could have recovered in time to parry his lunge.
Confident as ever. He turns, ready to cross blades.
Then the look in Storm's face, and in his eyes. Begins freezing the blood in his veins.
"Yeee craven bastard." "Yee would use steel, on an unarmed lass?" Storm accuses, and asks through grit teeth.
"Have at thee, you goat humping, son of a bitch!!" Storm roars, then attacks.
All around, fighting begins to stop. As eyes, and ears are drawn to the unthinkable.
Bleeding from several blade wounds. Having been close to death, and defeat.
Storm was back in battle. To everyone's shock, and Darko's dismay.
Storm was fighting, as if he had found a new reserve of energy. His blade flashing faster, than ever before.
Darko giving ground faster, and faster. His eyes widening, as this uncouth pirate. Was breaking through all of his defenses.
For the first time, since he was a lad, first learning the skill of sword play. Darko Castillo was on the defense, and losing!!
Even Pirates Megan, and Sadie begin to pause in their tussle. A rum tankard spilled between them.
Hair having been pulled by each. Sadie shoving a muffin, in Megan's mouth. Megan, shoving popcorn, in Sadie's pretty face.
Both having accused the other, of stealing rum from a fellow pirate.
Now they both sit up on the floor. Lifting downed mugs, and toasting each other. Swilling rum, and munching on snacks.
The way clear before them. Giving them some of the best seats in the house. Like honored guests, not rum drinking, catfighting pirates.
All other sword play had ceased. Princess Ragini, and Princess Mohua. Almost feeling tears well in their eyes.
As what they were watching. Was above and beyond, the teaching they had shared with Storm.
At this place in time, to everyone's surprise.
Captain Storm, was the aggressor, and better with the blade.
The threat to Sarah, breaking something loose inside of him. Now it was like the blade, was simply part of his body.
A collective gasp rose from the onlookers. As Storm broke through, and a light red gash, appeared on the Spaniards cheek.
Storm had bloodied Darko!!
Feeling the warm spurt of his own blood. The usually confident, and cruel Spaniard. Almost wept, and soiled himself.
No one ever had done such a thing to him. He was supposed to always win.
Backing away, raising one hand to his face. The cheek, feeling as if fire burned inside of it.
Storm holding, even as much as he desired to run the wicked man through.
Darko's hand moving from his cheek, to before his eyes, fingers wet with his own blood.
He had become the most skilled blade fighter anywhere. He had become arrogant, and cruel.
Killing trained fighters, as well as unequal, and unskilled fighters. With equal zest.
Now his mind, could not comprehend, how he had lost. He had beaten this pirate captain. He had Storm at his own mercy, very soon.
Something he had done, backfired, Storm surging back. With an almost divine fury. Unbeatable, and unstoppable, at this time and place.
Dropping his own blade. Darko sinks to his knees, whimpering, and begging for quarter.
Knowing, his life, was hanging by a thread.
Storm staggers a few steps. His own blood loss, finally telling. Now that his rage, and berserker fury began to cool.
"Sarah, lass, tis your call." "Run him through or let him slink away?" Storm offers.
Since it was the lovely red head, that had been targeted by Darko.
Sarah looking to Storm. Thanks, and love in her eyes. Again he had come to her defense. Even though he owed her nothing.
Not many, had ever showed such kindness to the lovely young pirate.
Taking a few steps forward. The wicked man that threatened her. Now smiling up at her, trying to gauge how to persuade her to his cause.
Then Sarah gives him a swift kick, between his partially splayed legs.
A cheer, and roar of approval, going up from the gathered crowd. Some of them even Darko's crew.
As he cries out, grasps himself, and topples over writhing in pain.
"Now he can slink away." Sarah says gleefully.
Behind Storm, a final willing antagonist raises a pitcher to hit him from behind.
Irene grabbing the curvacious blonde. Spinning her. Clawing one large heaving tit, with her nails.
As the woman drops the pitcher, to grasp her aching tit.
Irene punches her in the face, sending her to the floor, after putting her lights out.
Storm smiling, as he let's the lovely pirate, move close to his side. "Told ya captain, willing to fight for you." Irene reminds him.
"Let's get you back to the ship Sarah." Storm says, smiling warmly at her.
They had arrived in time, to rescue her.
Maybe not as they would have done, if planned. Yet working out just as well.
Sarah doing some fine ass kicking catfighting of her own.
Sarah moving, to help steady him, with Irene.
"Ahoyyyy ... everyone back to the ship." "Find Megan, and Sadie before they drink the tavern dry!!" He also orders.
Trying not to smile to broadly. As he hears them both snickering, and giggling drunkenly, from nearby.
They had gotten into the fight they had needed to do. Now they were truly catfighting pirate shipmates.
That had now begun to try and out drink each other.
The rescue a success, and everyone heading back to the ship. The lovely young duo, had started drinking as much as they could.
Calling out to each other, how many tankards they had reached.
Heads spinning, and giggling. They began the trip back. Hoisted over shoulders.
"Wish we had more popcorn, it was a great show." Sadie says, then starts giggling again.
I still want Sadie snacks." Megan offers back. Both of them breaking out into more laughter.
Storm was enjoying the looks Irene was giving him. As the sensuous beauty clung to his side.
All of the crew would be returning safely to the ship.
With Megan, and Sadie both passed out drunk. Maybe they could enjoy some private time alone.
He was proud of each and every one of them. From lovely, smiling, bare footed Starbear. To newer members of the crew like Marlies, and Sadie.
They had fought, and won. As crew, as shipmates, as catfighting pirates!
Soon they would be at sea. Rum being shared, and stories being told.
The dusky skinned, beautiful princesses, Ragini, and Mohua, even joining in this time.
There still were many tasks to tend to. From clearing the high seas of treachery. To honoring his pledge, to the sexy catfighting pirate captain Michelle
For now, it was simply great being a pirate!!
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AHoyyy Mateys ...
Thanks for the kind words, about previous tale telling here!
So yee be knowing ..... very soon more coming .. Featuring that Impressive, and sexy Captain Michelle ...
Platinum blonde pirate beauty Captain Tiffany ... Captain FightingLisa, and her lovely long legged self ....
Not to mention .... that sensual beauty Kayla .... As well as Pirates Serena, Lexibabe, Suneha, Beaten Slut, Becky Stroud, Rama.
Of course.. Megan, Sadie, Brat sisters, StarBear .... Irene .... Sarah, Marlies, and the rest of the crew of the BloodStorm.
Maybe even Captain Alison Rocks, and a visit by Captain Jessika's Auburn Snatch!!
So keep yer eyes peeled, and watching here mateys.. A lot more of this tale to be told Argggggg!!
Now I be hearin Megan, and Sadie giggling. Figure I need to chase them away from the rum again. Before they try anymore virgin sacrifices!! He he he
Storm
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Oooh, as it happened, I just quickly popped by today today to take a peek her, and what do I see: a fresh update by Stormy! Yeah! ;D :D
Great to see you back entertaining us with your sexy wit! ;D ;)
hugs
Kayla
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Amazing story, as usual, Stormy! I can't wait for the next chapter!
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Rivals meet pt 8D
The crew was back aboard the BloodStorm. Those left on ship, hungry and eager. To hear all of the details of the trip ashore.
Some of the crew, getting the ship asail, to put distance between them, and possible further attack.
As wind tickles against, then begins fully filling out the lowered sails. Drinks, as well as food begin to be brought out.
Storm making sure, that pirates Megan and Sadie gently put to bed. So they could sleep off, the slightly drunken state they seemed to giggle. While enjoying.
Others from the crew, getting to brag about their part in the battle.
At the mess, mischief and mild fighting broke out. As Brat sisters Laurie, and Sara. Snuck beneath the long table. With one of the captured wooden bung starters from the tavern ashore.
"Eenie, meenie, miney TOE!!" They would call out before giggling hee hee hee. As it swung down. Onto some unprepared pirates foot, beneath the table. The two moving along, taking turns using it.
After a small melee broke out. The two sneaking back out from under the table. Scoring some left behind food and drinks.
"You know that was such a bratty thing to do." Laurie says playfully, as she holds the mallet behind her back.
"Yeahhh, I keep saying, your SUCH a brat!!" Sara replies.
"Why thank you, such a nice thing to say." Laurie answers back.
"Your a brat as well!" She informs Sara.
The lovely young blonde smiling back. "It's great being a brat!!" They say in unison, before hugging, and giggling.
Then as someone warns, the captain was on his way, and pissed.
The mischief making duo, gather their plunder. To find a quieter place to enjoy them together.
Irene was wincing, as part of her garments. Brushed against, slightly clawed, firm breast. The lovely, curvy brunette. Avoiding the doings at the mess.
Making her way to Storm's cabin.
Irene had begun enjoying spending time there. The nightmares she had endured. Slowly fading away. As she began feeling more safe, and secure.
Storm had been wounded several times. Tended to, and resting after the ship got underway.
Irene smiling, as she hears Serena warning the ones fighting in the mess, about the captain on his way.
Most of the ones fighting, simply blowing off steam. As they had been aboard, and left out of the action.
Irene could not deny, Serena was one of the most beautiful, sexy ladies she had ever seen.
Maybe on some chill foggy night at sea. She could arrange for Serena to join her, in the captains cabin.
Irene's heart beat faster, as her hand stood poised to knock. He needed his rest, what if she woke him?
A few deeper wounds, and they may have lost him completely.
Just as she was about to turn, and walk away. "Something on yer mind lass?" She hears spoken, as he slips from some growing shadows on the deck.
"Sorry captain, I did not know you were not in your cabin." Irene replies softly.
"Just getting a bit of fresh sea air in my lungs." "What can I do for yee?" He ads.
Irene again wincing, as the scratch is aggravated.
Storm catching it, and following her eyes to her heaving chest. Storm gently opens her top slightly.
"Before that gets poison in it, yee better come inside." He advises her.
Soon Irene is sitting before him topless. Storm's eyes admiring, the firm mounds of her proudly thrust breasts.
Even as he gently bathes them. The supple skin soon glistening.
Irene blushing, as she feels her nipples fully distending before him.
Her own eyes, taking note of the bandaged wounds, now she had his shirt off as well.
Every inch of skin he touched. Irene could feel delicious, warmth spread through her being. Some of it seeming to glide down, working lower, and lower. Until her womanhood, began moistening, and warming with need.
Her wounds cleansed, he now began rubbing a lotion over the firm mounds. Her skin glistening, nipples engorged, and enticing.
Irene's hand going to his, holding it lightly, against her well formed tit.
"Be that an invitation lass?" He asks.
Irene hearing the smile, as well as desire in his voice.
While his fingers, begin to caress the held breast. Irene leans in, brushing her lips to his.
Soon, she lays naked, in his bed.
The two of them, trying to be careful of each others wounds. The ship gently rocking on the waters. As he penetrates her ready sex.
The motion of the ship. Seeming to mix just right. With their own movements, as he begins moving inside of her moist pussy.
Time, heeling, and the need for this companionship. Seeming to mingle for them both equally.
The ship heading for anchor at sea. After putting distance between them, and the recently left port.
Irene moans, as they move to the brink together. Then he releases inside of her. Even as her womanly juices squirt, onto his manhood, inside of her.
They continue, sharing of themselves willingly. Slowing, as both enjoy the release.
Soon they lay satisfied, and sleeping pressed together. Their wounds, no longer taking away, from pleasure shared.
Irene snuggled against him. This coming night, she would wake from no fresh nightmares.
While the captain, would be having some interesting ones of his own.
Storm was somehow standing in a tavern. Before him, Captain Michelle was looking stunning.
Pirate captain Michelle, was gorgeous normally.
Now she was topless, glistening, and fighting tooth, and nail with a sexy red head.
The red heads hair flowing around her wild, and slightly unkempt.
Storm wanted to cheer for Michelle, let her know, someone had her back.
Yet even as he admired her beauty, body, and fighting skills. He felt himself lifting from that place.
Almost as if he was a ghost, not flesh and blood at all.
Now he seemed to be looking from land, at a large, dangerous looking vessel. A sense of wrongness, maybe even evil, coming from the ship. As it made it's way, cutting through some small waves, as it went.
Again he moved, this time with sunny skies overhead. It was daylight, in this place.
"I know this place, something special, what is it?" He asks himself.
Then his eyes widen, as he sees the ship laying in the hidden harbor. "The Southern Cross!!"
Storm quickly looking around, trying to fix the location in his mind. Seeking land or sea markers to locate it.
"I think I know where yee be now!" He states, memories flooding back.
"Yee lookin to steal her or honor your oath to my daughter?" A man asks him.
Storm turns, to find himself staring at a smiling, pirate legend.
"I do not have much time, as dawn nears yee will waken." The other pirate declares, while offering him a chair, and tankard of rum.
The small table, sat on soft sand, of a tropical island.
They sit, rum poured, they toast, and share a drink.
"I've been watching you." "I think I can trust yee, to do right by my daughter." "Ware you, cross her, and my vengeance will find you." He warns Storm.
"She be in that fight, right now." Storm learns. "That devil's ship you saw." "That be danger, for my girl, best yee watch for it." "She has made some enemies, while working at your scheme." He ads.
Captain Miles, trying to share much, while finding an ally. That would be willing to aid his beloved daughter, in her quest.
"Now you know where to find my ship, what would you do?" "Will yee honor your word to my daughter or try and steal her for yourself?" He asks, hand to his cutlass.
"I will do everything in my power, to bring Michelle your ship." "That which will become her legacy, from you." "As well as any booty, that remains on board." Storm replies.
Captain Miles laughs, raising his tankard.
"Then may the spirits of the sea guide yee." "Honor your word to my daughter." "Then I may come to yer aid one time, as well." He informs. Before slowly disolving into mist, before Storm's eyes.
Then everything else slowly slips away. Storm seeming to rise up.
The sun glinting off the golden cross, on the ship below.
Soon to be fully resting, Irene's soft warm body, pressed naked against him.
Whether it was a dream, magic or something even more heavenly inspired than that.
With the help of a sober Sadie. He slept smiling. As he was sure, they could find the Southern Cross now.
While Storm slept, and met with dreams and coming portents both good and ill.
In another location, in a tavern.
Pirate captain Michelle, just was getting ready. To mix it up, and start catfighting. With a taunting, and sexy Josephine McDonald.
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If yee have not guessed it ... Next chapter ... Captain Michelle.. WILL be catfighting!!
Previous post, showing her rival!
Storm
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Rivals pt 8E
Michelle felt the wet liquid, stream over, and between her firm tits. The brunette beauty, feeling her nipples hardening.
As much from the wetting, as the thoughts of the coming close contact, with Joey.
Joey, was also wiping away, some of the thrown rum, from her lovely face. Stepping back from the table. The red head, letting her vision clear fully.
Is not prepared for Michelle's speed.
Before she knows it. Michelle has a hand full of her hair, yanking her head forward, and slamming it, against the table.
Other patrons in the tavern begin taking notice, cheering, and placing bets.
Joey dazed, as Michelle spins her, shoving her backwards, onto the table top. The plate for her food, skidding off, to land on the floor.
Michelle smiling, as she grabs Joey's blouse, ripping it open. Before backhanding the red heads, exposed, firm tits.
Like Michelle's own, Joeys nipples distended.
Joey crying out, as Michelle grabs her left, hard nippled tit. Then begins to twist, and squeeze.
"You should know, not to interrupt, the captains meal, you whore!!" Michelle informs, as she twists some more.
Joey's arms, and legs flailing. As she tries to ease the pain to her tit.
As she thinks she is in full control.
Michelle is taken by surprise. As Joey's leg, hooks around her, pulling her forward, and off balance.
Joey quickly tearing Michelle's blouse open. Briefly admiring, the firmness, shape and size of Michelle's heaving breasts. Before raking her fingernails, down along the right one.
Michelle cries out, releasing Joey's breast, to tend to her own. Joey grabbing long brunette hair. Jerking Michelle further off balance. Then working a knee in between them, to shove Michelle away.
Cheers, as well as cries of dismay going up. As bets having been placed on both lovely ladies.
Joey lurches up from the table, to charge at Michelle.
The two clench together. Glistening bare breasts, pressing together.
As fists, and claws, try and pound against exposed bellies, and breasts.
Michelle whoooshing out air, as Joey connects with her midsection.
As Joey pulls back to hit her again. Michelle uses her legs, to drive Joey, back into some chairs.
The chairs scooting, then one toppling over. Soon with cries of dismay. The catfighting duo, go tumbling over the downed chair, to the floor.
Roars of approval, going up from the crowd. Drinks being slammed home or spilled. More wagers being made.
As these two, unleashed, gorgeous hellcats go at each other.
Legs now in play as well. As they roll back and forth. Blouses being fully stripped. As they try to gain position on the other.
Blood, and passion rising. As more skin, presses against skin. Some of the garments, on their lower regions, now being torn as well.
Michelle pleased, as she lands two hard hits to Joey. One to the red heads side. The other, a hard shot, between the mounds of Joey's heaving breasts.
Joey wheezing, gasping for air. As Michelle lifts her head, by her long hair. Ready to try and knock her out.
As she draws her arm back, to throw the punch.
Joey's hand, grasps a spilled plate. Soon it is swinging, to land against the side of Michelle's head, dazing her.
Joey easily, bucking Michelle off.
"Time to take your place of command, you slut!" Joey taunts, as Michelle tries to clear the cobwebs from her head.
Joey stripping her, to only her panties. As Michelle lays, seeming unable to defend herself.
"Mmmmmmm you are a sexy slut, will give you that." "Think I will let you lick me, after I make you my personal whore." Joey taunts, letting her hands roam, and caress Michelle's sexy body.
Even as she fully mounts, and pins Michelle down. Rubbing her own tits against Michelle's proudly thrust pair.
Some money begins to change hands, as it looks like Joey has beaten Michelle.
While Michelle was showing, she was smart, as she was beautiful. As Joey taunted, and teased. Michelle was regaining her strength, and clearing her head from the hard hit to the head.
Joey definately proving, she was not beneath rough fighting tactics.
Joey's eyes closing slightly, as she savors the feel of Michelle's body. Michelle smiling, as she quickly begins to buck, and arch her fit form. Joey giving a cry of surprise, as she is soon sent arching up over Michelle's head.
Michelle rolling, and quickly in pursuit.
As they slam together, more chairs, drinks, and a few tables go tumbling. Voices rise in approval, as the fight was back on.
No clear victor yet.
Michelle taking advantage, and stripping Joey, down to just panties. Returning the favor, as they both fight intensely, and hard. Two vibrant sexy women, fighting almost naked.
They tumble along the floor together. Arms, and legs striking or twining. Michelle getting a solid hit to Joey's belly, driving air from it.
As Michelle rises, Joey tries a cheap shot, between Michelle's silky thighs, to her sex. Michelle barely blocking it, with her leg.
Michelle uses Joey's hair, to jerk her off balance. Then brings up a knee, into Joey's side.
Joey kneeling, cries out in pain. Her body bending to the side, trying to ease the ache.
As she does, Michelle releases her hair. Then spins, and lands a spinning fist, to the side of Joey's exposed chin.
Another spin, and Michelle's foot connects.
A cry of amazement, at Michelle's skills. As Joey's eyes roll up slightly.
Joey limp, and knocked out, before she hits the floor.
The tavern erupts, in Applause, and cheers.
Michelle staggering, using a table to steady herself. As she recovers. Her skin glistening, with spilled drinks, and a light sheen of sweat.
Joey laying sprawled at her feet.
Someone handing Michelle a tankard, raising her other hand. Declaring her the victor of the catfight.
Money changing hands, as they watch Michelle down a gulp, to begin relaxing.
Most of the tavern return to their own business and company. Some tavern wenches begin cleaning, and straightening up.
As Michelle tilts, and dumps some rum, down over Joey's prone figure.
The red head jerks, and rouses sputtering. To see Michelle standing over her in victory.
"Now you will learn your place, as my personal ship's slut." Michelle informs her, before helping Joey up.
As they stand face to face. Chests heaving, bare breasts almost touching. A new heat rises between them.
This time, not for fighting. This time, the passion, would be expressed, in the captain's cabin, aboard Michelle's ship. Mutual interest and desire in their eyes. Coming from the contact, and fight with a newly respected rival.
They would fight another day. As not everything would be settled in one fight.
Yet for now, Joey would return with Michelle.
They will test each other again. For now, she was going to learn her place. On Captain Michelle's ship.
Serena was aching, and tired.The statuesque brunette beauty bruised from some friendly catfighting with shipmates. As well as being lightly struck. By a cask, that had not been properly lashed on deck.
Thankfully, at least for her. Most of the cask had been guzzled by Megan and Sadie. Megan conducting a private meeting, of Queen Megan's court. As she proudly proclaimed, she was not a princess. She had this shit handled.
A few usual suspects, and Serena on duty, trying to pull drunken pirates apart. Before they could roll off deck, into the sea.
Now some of them, below, suffering from a different form of sea sickness.
The ship gently rocking, as Marlies spells her on deck.
"Let me look at that lass." Serena tenses, as her blouse gapes open. The captain, and her cabin mate Irene, now close by her.
Serena relaxing, as he gently opens, and slides her blouse off.
Serena watching, with pleasure. As both Storm, and Irene gaze at, and admire her bare breasts.
Serena's breasts, large, firm, and thrust proudly.
Storm's eyes roam her, taking note of the bruised skin, from the impact.
"Irene, would yee get that liniment, from my cabin?" He requests.
"Maybe we should bring her there instead." Irene replies back. A naughty look on her pretty face.
A thin blanket around her shoulders, and she is led away.
Soon Serena stands in only her panties. As Storm begins to gently bathe her with a sponge, and some water.
Irene teasingly adding a few caresses as well.
Serena feeling her nipples harden. A warmth spreading low, from belly, to between her thighs.
She was newer to the pirate crew.
Yet here she was, being tended to by the captain himself.
The liniment stung lightly at first. Then seemed to begin cooling, and easing her achy body.
"Can she stay the night?" Irene asks, while stripping her own top.
Serena now admiring Irene's exposed figure.
Serena turning to face Storm. Her chest heaving, at a restful beat. She felt very relaxed now.
Yet she needed something else, before she wanted to sleep.
Storm's hand, close, yet not taking advantage of her. Her skin glistening, soft and supple before him.
Serena grasps his hand, guiding it to the firm mound, of her left breast.
"With captains permission, I would like to stay." Serena answers softly. Leaning in, before brushing her lips against his.
Irene smiling, as she lowers down, to pull Serena's panties down.
As Serena steps out of them. Irene begins to kiss, and lick, Serena's exposed clit.
Serena having enough room, between her and Storm. For Irene to slip her head in low.
Now she was stroking Irene's long brunette hair, with one hand.
While guiding Storm's hand along her body, with the other one.
Serena is guided to the bed, and soon lays splayed, in all her naked beauty, and glory.
Irene's sexy figure, revealed as she strips down as well.
Serena moaning, as they begin making gentle love to her. Careful. and mindful of her sore spots.
They soon have her wetly and wonderfully releasing and orgasming on the bed.
The captain, and Irene soon spent, as well.
From the moment, they had become bunk mates so to say. There had been some growing sexual tension, between Serena and Irene. Two very stunning, and sensual beauties.
Now it had been explored, and proving pleasing to both ladies.
Serena also knowing. Even though he had enjoyed the warm, wetness of her offered pussy.
The captain, made sure this time it was mainly all about Serena.
The sensual Italian beauty. Looking to return the favor, in the very near future.
As the ship gently rolls along through the night. Moving closer to more action, and intrigue ahead.
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WOW! A very hot night on the ship! Captain Storm is a lucky guy! ;)
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And a good time was had by all....
I'm honored that you included me in your story stormie....thanks and I look forward to more adventures....and maybe I'll provide a few myself :)
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Ladies ...
Thanks to all those kind comments ... Irene, Serena and Michelle?? OH MY GOD catfighting Pirates are HOT N Sexy!!
NEXT weekend, hope to ROCK this , .... MORE Captain Busty Tiffany .. More Kayla with Milla Jovovich .... and yeahhh very likely Snarky pirate ladies and catfighting!!
Ahooooyyyyyyy .... Raise sails and get your rum and snacks ready!!
Storm
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Ladies ...
Thanks to all those kind comments ... Irene, Serena and Michelle?? OH MY GOD catfighting Pirates are HOT N Sexy!!
NEXT weekend, hope to ROCK this , .... MORE Captain Busty Tiffany .. More Kayla with Milla Jovovich .... and yeahhh very likely Snarky pirate ladies and catfighting!!
Ahooooyyyyyyy .... Raise sails and get your rum and snacks ready!!
Storm
I anxiously await your next wonderful effort stormy!
Bring it on!
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Pt 8F
Kayla's heart pounded. As she accepted her tongue lashing. Storm's tongue probing her juicy sex. The pirate captain, having captured her, before stripping her naked, in all her glory.
His caresses. Not to mention his licking, and sucking of her nipples. Had them very hard.
He began asking her questions, as he undressed her.
Kayla's skin, slicked with sweat, that he licked. From the mounds of her breasts.
Now he had her laying on his bed. "Why was he asking her so many questions?" She wonders, as he had her sexy body, his to do with as pleased.
Then he was inside of her. Pumping her pussy, with his hard shaft. While he pumped her for information.
From the first time, he had penetrated her mothers Auburn Snatch. Kayla had felt, he was the one for her.
She was arching against him, as her pussy squirts, as she climaxes.
He was asking her about Mila Jovovich, and her vessel. Even as his hot load, spurts into her orgasming pussy.
Kayla's body willingly yielding to him. Their lips pressing together. As they lay entangled, and as one.
Their hearts beating in rhythm, even as he begins pulling away from her.
"Wait don't leave me." She moans, even as her eyes open.
Kayla lay panting, and wet. The room, in the small establishment was small. She lay on her bed. "Mmmmmmmm very soon my captain." Kayla purrs.
As she realizes, she had been massaging herself. A pleasing dream filled climax, hers to enjoy.
She had bided her time. Now when it became night. She would make her way, into the dungeons, to find Mila.
The day had been very humid, on the island.
For now she would bathe. Maybe pleasure herself again. While closing her eyes. So her beloved Captain Storm, would join her again.
The two ships lay at close anchor.
Jessika was beside herself. She wanted to return, to search for her daughter. Yet the buxom red head knew, her ship dare not go back to that port.
Bobbing in the water, besides her Auburn Snatch. The Leather Lady, lay equally at anchor.
Smiling, as she listened to the distraught pirate mother.
A dazzling, buxom redhead pirate prepared to assist.
Alison Rocks ship, had not been in these waters as much. The alliance between them likely not known.
Lovely pirates Lexibabe, Becky Stroud, and Rama standing close by as well.
Soon it was agreed, at slight risk to themselves. These three would act as guides. While likely running into their own rivals.
As they return to port on Alison's ship. As they sail in, searching for Kayla.
Captain Tiffany, was one of the most beautiful ladies, anywhere.
Even now, as she gasped for breath. Naked, soaking wet, aching and bruised. The sexy platinum blonde, had hope.
Nearby cheering Suneha on. Kim, and Khloe K, had not seen what just topped the horizon.
Suneha, soaking wet as well. Suneha's blouse gaping open. Her firm breasts exposed. Her short, clingy pencil thin, black skirt. Soaking wet, yet still on her.
Suneha's chest heaving. Her breasts aching, from where Tiffany had slapped, and squeezed them. Yet she was still ready to fight.
At last busty captain Tiffany was having some good luck. Suneha also was facing her, turned away from the sea.
"Have at thee, treacherous harlot!!" Tiffany cries, before diving into, and against Suneha again. Taking the dark haired beauty, down to the deck.
The ships masts she had seen and recognized. Suneha would have as well.
As Tiffany, and Suneha roll, tit, to tit. Arms, and legs flailing against each other.
Captain Lisa Fights Catsclaws, was heading their way.
Captain Michelle was enjoying her newest acquisition. They would still fight some more. The sensual beauty, that lay naked writhing against her. Josephine's large, firm breasts. Rubbing, and pressed against her own, pleasing mounds.
Michelle had beaten her fairly, in a rough and tumble catfight.
Joey would test her again, in the future.
Yet for now, she was willing to take her place.
Serving under beautiful, Captain Michelle.
As Michelle moans, and climaxes, in her captain's cabin. Joey, gasping, and finishing as well.
As they soon lay skin, to skin, caressing each other.
"Finally, something has gone right." Michelle thinks. Pleased, that maybe this was an omen.
That soon the Southern Cross would be hers, along with her family birth right. Left waiting, in some hidden harbor, by her father.
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Kayla's heart pounded. As she accepted her tongue lashing. Storm's tongue probing her juicy sex. The pirate captain, having captured her, before stripping her naked, in all her glory.
Hmmm, Stormie, you sure know how to please a woman - great to see this tale resuming - sexy & erotic! :P :-* 8)
hugs
Kayla
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Rivals Pt8G
Lisa had been searching for some of the answers. Some of the places not the best or safest on the seas.
Captain Lisa was slender, with nice curves, and great legs. The long legged redhead, ready for action.
Her thin blouse, covering her nice sized, firm breasts. The skirt, showing off much of her shapely legs.
Also giving her more freedom, to use those legs.
Nina, was blonde, with long legs. As well as quite a bit bustier. The blonde used to people giving her, all the attention.
Then Lisa had entered. Not trying for anything. Just having a simmering, sensuality about her.
Now the duo stood facing each other. Voices and eyes in the tavern. All turning their direction.
Nina shoving Lisa back. Fingers hooking in Lisa's top.
Lisa not concerned about covering herself. As the top opens, exposing Lisa's very firm breasts.
A shipmate handing Nina a tankard. The blonde taking a gulp. Before throwing the rest of the contents down Lisa's front.
"There bitch, now maybe someone will want those saggy tits." Nina says, with several others laughing in.
Lisa can feel her nipples begin to distend and harden, from the wetting. The luscious red head knowing.
Any time she would be willing.
There was a certain pirate captain. That would love, seeing every inch of her naked.
That, and the fact. Now they glistened, and thrust proudly. Lisa knew, she had some nice tits.
Her breasts heaving, nipples now hard. Her temper rising, as Nina backhands across her firm breasts.
"Look, she likes it." "Kinky bitch, want some more?" Nina asks, sure of herself.
Then Lisa lunges, and the fight is on.
Lisa begins using her long legs. To try and off set, the blonde being thicker, and heavier. Nina shoving back.
The tavern crowd calling out, for them both. While dousing them with drinks, as they grapple.
Nina bumping her chest against Lisa, trying to knock her off balance.
Then trying to bring a knee up, between Lisa's silky thighs.
Lisa making the block. While grabbing some of Nina's long blonde hair. Jerking her head to the side.
Then Lisa using a forearm, to knock Nina back. As Nina stumbles. Lisa tears open Nina's top.
Before sending some slaps, to the blondes, now exposed breasts. Wet slapping sounds echo, through the tavern.
Along with Nina's wails of pain. As her tits bounce, and sting from each impact.
Lisa grabbing Nina's left tit. "I sail in the Catsclaws bitch!!" Lisa hisses. While digging her nails into the tender flesh.
Nina howling in pain. As her large breast, is clawed, and twisted.
Nina desperately flailing, landing a lucky punch. Lisa gasps, and loses air, as the fist, hits her mid section.
Nina surging ahead, and lunging into her. Then impact staggering Lisa.
The red head being pushed back, off balance.
Lisa's back, hitting the edge of a table. As she falls backwards.
Before she is bent backwards onto the table top.
Drinks, and food flying everywhere. As Nina attempts to pile on top.
Clawed fingers, ripping, and tearing at Lisa's top, and skirt.
"Fucking whore, let's see how skanky you are." Nina cries out, while stripping the red head.
For the most part. Guests in the tavern. Looking with even more appreciation.
The more of Lisa's beautiful body, that is bared. Nina's fists pound away, at Lisa's smooth skinned body.
Lisa trying to kick her legs, to free herself. While punching, and hitting back. Against Nina's heavy breasts.
Nina smiles, as her hand, grasps a crude knife. "Time to give you a proper gash whore." Nina taunts, as she moves to use the knife.
Lisa's hand grasping a partially empty bottle, at the same time.
As Nina's arm raises to bring the knife down, between Lisa's firm breasts.
Lisa's arm launches first. The bottle shattering against, the side of Nina's head.
The crowd cheers out, as Nina staggers back, dropping the knife.
Lisa using a foot, to push her back more. Then basically naked, in all her pleasing glory. Her creamy, smooth skin glistening.
Lisa surges up, and begins wailing away at Nina.
The blonde giving ground, as she tries to clear her head.
Her legs wobbly.
Lisa moving forward, backing the blonde up. Nina stopping, as her back presses against a different table.
As Lisa knocks the blonde back, onto the table top. Their situations, seemingly reversed.
Nina spies something to the corner of her blue eyes.
As Lisa grasps, the bare mounds of both of Nina's quivering tits.
Lisa's nails digging into the tender flesh deeply.
Nina grasps the half full pitcher, and throws the contents into Lisa's lovely face.
Lisa gasps, and backs off. The wet liquid streaming down her face, and between the mounds of her breasts.
Lisa trying to clear her vision. While the rum or ale, runs down over her breasts, and taut belly.
Nina returns to the attack.
Lisa's exposed breasts, making good targets for Nina. The sexy red head absorbing hits to breasts, and belly.
Nina ready to try and put the red head away. Dips her head down, and tries to charge, ramming into Lisa.
Nina trying to take her down to the floor. So she can pile her weight on, and finish Lisa.
Lisa alertly grabs Nina's hair, using the hand holds. To jerk Nina's head to the side.
Then one of Lisa's long legs rises, to knee Nina hard in her side.
The wind being knocked out of Nina.
As she is gasping for air. Lisa lowers the blondes head. Bringing a knee, up into Nina's chin.
The crowd lets out a collective gasp, then cheer. As Nina goes limp, and flops face first to the floor.
Lisa standing soaking wet, naked, and the drop dead gorgeous victor.
Her chest heaving, and her body aching.
Lisa leans down, and rolls Nina over. Before stripping her naked.
"I thought I smelled spoiled fish." "You need to wash that now and then whore." Lisa ads, to the crowds delight.
Then she dons the skirt, to replace her own. Planning to burn it later.
To kill any vermin, that may try living inside them.
Not bothering to cover her pert breasts.
Lisa asks for a tankard of water. Before dragging Nina, to a more private table. Slightly out of the main room, and view.
Lisa knew, she had to get the hell out of there fast.
She had won the fight, yet she was not among shipmates or allies here.
Nina gasps, and begins to groan, as Lisa douses her with the cooler water.
"Now slut, we need to talk." Lisa informs her beaten rival.
The Catsclaws was quickly under full sail.
Lisa had discovered, that Nina had recently sailed with the K sisters.
Now it was up to her, to find, and rescue her fellow captain.
It is some days later, that appearing on the horizon. Lisa recognizes the sails, of her former ship.
Captain Busty Tiffany was in an all out battle with Suneha.
The raven haired beauty Suneha. Was still fully dressed. Her top torn open, very firm breasts exposed.
While Tiffany was stark naked, and gorgeous, in all her glory.
Tiffany was soaking wet, platinum haired, and about to give in again.
Kim K, and her sister. Adding in some kicks, to Tiffany's sexy, nude figure. As the fight goes on.
Tiffany's wrists, showing some of the chaffing of ropes. As she had been in bondage many times.
Over the course of the last week.
Suneha was enjoying beating on Tiffany. The buxom, blonde goddess. Had at one time taken control of a ship from Suneha.
Still the dark haired beauty. Was not thrilled. That after she had betrayed Tiffany, to the K sisters.
They had turned on her. Making Suneha a captive, and slave as well.
The Bondage had been well named, lately. In regards to Captain Tiffany, and first mate Suneha.
After one of them was beaten. They both knew, they would be drenched, and bound again.
Then Tiffany's heart leaps, as she sees what was heading their way.
With a surge of renewed hope, and strength. Tiffany lunges into Suneha, taking her down.
As they roll, entwined together. Arms, and legs flailing. Tiffany hisses an offer to Suneha.
While all eyes are upon the catfighting pirates.
Catsclaws is upon them, before an alarm can be raised. Captain Lisa, and dozens of catfighting pirates.
Surge onto the Bondage, and into battle.
Kim K crying her outrage, at the spoiling of her fun.
Even as Tiffany sweeps the brunette's legs from under her.
As Lisa, and her crew quickly subdue. The surprised enemy, aboard Tiffany's ship.
Tiffany is ripping Kim's clothing to shreds. The stunned brunette hardly putting up a fight.
Then Tiffany mounts her fully. Gliding her own hot body, up along Kim K's. Now topless figure.
As Tiffany settles her crotch, across Kim's attractive face. "Lick it bitch, the Bondage is mine again." Tiffany demands.
As Lisa's crew secures the ship, and traitors.
They cheer out, for captain Tiffany.
Suneha smiling, as she ties up Klhoe K. "You sluts, will enjoy finding out." "Why we call this ship the Bondage."
Even as Tiffany gasps, and writhes with delight. As Kim K licks, and pleasures her.
The ship was hers again. Most of the crew, that Kim had brought, would be disembarked quickly.
Yet for now, Tiffany and Suneha. Would enjoy the captivity, and company. Of Kim, and Khloe K.
Lisa smiling, as she watches her fellow captain gain some revenge.
"Like they say, pirate's payback, can be a bitch." She announces. To agreement, from those near her, hearing it.
The Catsclaws, and Bondage had been reunited.
Yet much still had to be done.
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Rivals pt 8H
Irene was minding her own business. Trying to avoid the mischief makers on board.
She had taken her turn at watch. Now she simply wanted some food, drink, and sleep.
Many of the pirates asleep in quarters. A few sneaking extra rum. Pirates Megan, and Sadie stumbling into her.
The lovely young duo, giggling, and holding tankards.
"Ummmm just taking the captain some rum." Megan mumbles, grinning at her.
"I'm trying to get this poor ailing amiga, to bed." Sadie ads in.
Irene unable to resist. Grabs the tankard from Megan's hand. "Consider this delivered, with Captain's thanks." She says.
"Heyyyyy the rum's gone" Megan moans, trying to keep standing. As the ship sways.
"See toldja, your drinking to fast." Sadie mumbles, trying to focus on her own tankard.
"Hey, you got two, share one." Megan pleads, smiling. As she tries to grab, for one of the multiple images, before her.
"You two on duty?" Irene asks.
"Nawwwww captain said we needed a break." Megan answers.
"Well then off to bed with you." Irene replies, giving them a nudge.
The two shuffle off, taking turns at the drink. "Hey I got snacks in my quarters." Sadie informs. As they stagger side by side.
"Mmmm what'cha got this time?" Megan asks.
"Chocolate covered peanuts." Sadie answers back.
"Where do you come up with all this stuff?" "Sadie snackmaster." Megan asks.
"I'm just that good, Megan munchables." Sadie responds.
Irene laughing softly herself. As the duo move along.
Then a sharp blade point, gently presses to Irene's back.
"Do I find another thief, of the captain's rum?" His voice asks behind her.
"I just wanted to make sure it was safe, for the captain." Irene answers.
Giving one of Megan's usual excuses, when caught.
"Yee better head to his cabin." "We will see what he thinks of this." She hears back.
"I'm willing to share." She offers. Even as she let's herself be guided to, and into Storm's cabin.
Irene was weary. Yet soon she was sharing some of the captain's late dinner.
Her eyes enjoying, how he looked at her.
"Should I leave?" She asks, knowing he needed to get sleep soon, as well as herself.
Irene stands, to head to her own berth.
Her heart pounding faster, as he rises, and soon takes her into his arms.
"I think it is too late, for such a lovely lass." "To have to roam the decks alone." He says, as he begins to tenderly kiss her.
Part of her past, had been terror and beating by another man.
Now as her blouse was opened, and Irene's well formed breasts bared.
A surge of arousal moves through her. Heat starting from her lower belly, and travelling down, between her silky thighs.
Storm nuzzling, and kissing her breasts. His tongue teasing her nipples erect.
Now she knew what it was. To be treated with dignity, and respect.
At any time, if she did not want this, for the night. If she said so, it would end.
Yet Irene definately did not want this to end.
What one would have taken by force.
This man, who had accepted her, as part of his crew. Only would savor, when Irene willingly gave it.
Irene's clothing was slowly coming off.
Her breasts heaving, heart racing. As they retire to his bed.
Irene moaning, with pleasure. As he enters her most intimate womanhood. The two sharing kisses, and caresses.
Irene shifting, soon impaling her sex, upon his shaft.
His hands feeling so nice. As they fondle, and caress the mounds of her breasts. Irene riding him.
"Mmmmmmmmmm we move together, like the ebb and flow of the tides, my captain." Irene murmurs.
As like the ship itself. Their bodies move, and sway to each others rhythms.
Another shift, and penetration. Irene clenching to him. As her juices flow, and Irene cumms hard beneath him.
Her body relaxing fully, as she orgasms.
Irene working her body so pleasingly against him. Another few strokes, of her inner pussy walls. He climaxes as well.
Irene had been hungry. He shared his food with her. They had shared the rum, that Megan would forget she had anyways.
Irene had needed sleep.
Now she lay pleasured, naked, and desired. As she drifted off, to a very peaceful sleep.
Kayla had been listening to tavern talk.
She had seen the ship Princess Mila's Revenge.
Now she was sneaking through some catacombs, and dungeons. Her heart pounding, as she finally locates what she had been seeking.
Milla Jovovich, lay naked, and in a filthy cell.
Kayla gently trying to work the key, to open the cell door lock.
When a pistol barrel presses against her spine.
"You fucking whore, you have no idea." "How happy this makes me." Kayla hears, as her heart stops for a brief second.
"Your supposed to be dead bitch." Kayla replies slowly turning around.
"Oh you will wish I was, when I am done with you." Sandy Myers says, with an evil grin.
Standing in some kind of tight, curve hugging material. Sandy Myers was looking very good. For someone Kayla thought was dead.
"Now I have you both." Sandy almost purrs. As Mila stirs in her cell.
Bloody Bart and his crew. Had left the Princess Revenge, to drink and brawl ashore.
Only a skeleton guard, watched over the huge vessel.
He did not care for it. As his new ship, was ready to put to sea.
Soon the large warship. The Devil's Black heart. Would become the terror of the seven seas.
Not to mention, the fleet, that Sandy had built. That would sail with him.
Soon they would own everything. While pirates like Storm, and his crew. Would be wiped from the sea forever.
Even as Kayla was being caught. Allison Rocks, and her Leather Lady. Slowly made their way into port.
Captain Allison, the best suited to the task. As she was the newest of the captains.
That maybe was not as well known. To have signed articles with Captain Storm.
Peering out, along over the deck side.
Pirates Lexibabe, Rama, and Becky Stroud. Kept an eye out. Wondering, if they would meet their rivals again.
As dawn began crossing the horizon. Something Irene said the night before. Seemed to have triggered a dream for Storm.
It was the resting place of Captain Miles ship again. The legacy, that would come to Michelle eventually.
"An island, with in an island." Seems to go through his mind.
"Ebb, and flow of the tides." Soon following it. His gaze going up, from the vessel, to the skies.
The stars almost the same, the night before.
"Now you know the key, use it wisely." Another man's voice offers.
Then Storm was bolting awake.
"I'll be damned, Michelle's father, was craftier, than we gave him credit for." Storm announces.
As Irene rolls over against him, in bed.
"Mmmmmm morning." She softly says.
Storm smiles down at her. Bending down, to caress her pretty face, and kiss her.
"I have it figured out." He informs her. Then letting Irene stay in bed.
Storm glides out, and quickly throws some clothing on.
Irene laying back, knowing he would share with her, when ready.
Sadie was laying in bed. She was naked, not going to remember getting undressed.
While she had been sleeping. Brat sisters Laurie and Lil Sara had found her.
Now Sadie was partially face down, with her nice pert ass, thrust up. A chocolate covered peanut. Resting on the cleft of her buttocks.
The snack, used as the nose. Around it, they had drawn eyes, and a mouth.
Laying on the floor. An equally nude pirate Megan lay. The empty rum tankard beside her. Now filled with water.
The brat sisters sticking her hand into it. Seeing if she would wee herself in her sleep.
Hearing the rest of the ship waking. The lovely young duo scurry out. To see what other mischief they could cause.
Sadie is drooling, and mumbling to herself.
As Storm enters, and admires her nice, propped up bare ass.
"Nice to see your putting your best face forward today, pirate Sadie." He says.
While trying not to laugh, at the two beloved pirates.
Giving her bottom a playful spank. Then catching her, as she bolts awake, and almost falls off the bed.
"Get your maps, and charts Sadie." "I know how to find the Southern Cross, and free her back to the seas." Storm ads in.
"Haaa, guess Cap'n is getting cheeky with you." Megan teases. Then discovers her hand in the tankard.
"What the heck ... Ohhhhhh gangway, pirate needing the privvy." Megan announces, bolting up, and racing to relieve herself.
The brat sisters prank, finally taking effect.
"Well ya don't have to get all pissy about it." Sadie enjoys returning some taunting. To her drinking mate, of the night before.
Sadie now smacking her lips together. "Captain, is the ship spinning?" She asks.
"You two are lucky I love ya." "Otherwise I'd have to throw you overboard." Storm says, before laughing.
Sadie mussing her hair, and smiling. It did feel good. Knowing she was wanted, and loved on this ship.
"Now here it is." "We need the right tide, on the right day." He begins to explain.
"The tide going in, will reach the other island, floating the Cross once more." "Then we need to get her out, before the tide leaves again."
"Holy snark, and snacks cap'n." "How will we know when that is?" Sadie asks.
"It is very close, now we need to get making plans." Storm says, helping Sadie up.
Sadie was lovely, young, and playful. Yet he also had begun to learn. When focused, she was a damn fine navigator.
For now, he was ready to pamper her a bit. As she got over her hang over.
Once again, he would tend to Megan, and Sadie.
Simply because, they were treasured members of his crew. That, and they had their captains respect, and love.
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Greetings from Malaysia and thanks for letting me a part of the adventure stormy!.....The crew of the Southern Cross and I hope to have some more adventures upcoming....I am sure some are on the horizon and beyond...
Great job as always with the story!
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Sadie was lovely, young, and playful. Yet he also had begun to learn. When focused, she was a damn fine navigator.
"Prepare the crew, Stormy! We're about to hit every sandbar in the seven seas!!"
(One day I'm going to shine a flashlight into your ear and peek in just to see first-hand the wonderfully, wacky world that spins inside your head. :D )
Hmmmm thinking rum and SADIE .. at the sand bar. Sounds worth the trip!!
Hoping when you look. You will see, some snarky fun .. You will enjoy being part of!! On your left .. Sadieville and snacks!!
More adding to this very soon .. Including getting the Southern Cross, back where it belongs ... Some catfights, and major battles ahead!!
Ya never know, may have another sexy lady. That will be able to join Michelle, and her sexy sluts, of the Spanish main. Before this one is done !!
Will captain Storm survive the final battle? Will Sadie invent more tasty snacks? Will Megan, drink the ship dry?
Will the pirates we love win OR will the dark hearted scum of Sandy soon rule the seas?
This and more to come your way very soon!!
Storm
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Part 9A Changing Tides
Kayla was running down the alleyway.
The lovely young brunette, was being chased. She had plundered, another pirates loot.
Sadly, her mother's ship, had already left port. Kayla seeming to be on her own.
The thin piece of material covering her perfect breasts. Was wet with sweat. Her distended nipples clearly visible.
Kayla wore a very skimpy pair, of hip hugging shorts.
Shapely legs eating up ground. Her arms pumping, chest heaving.
Kayla had been so close, to eluding pursuit.
As she bursts out one alley way. Brown eyes trying to sweep the harbor dock area.
Kayla hoping to recognize a friendly vessel in port.
The sun lowering towards the horizon. Water splashing, from puddles as she runs.
Just as hope begins to blossom in her heart. As a very likely ship is spotted.
Her foot skids, as she hits a slippery spot. Then someone grabs her, and slams a fist in her midsection.
Somehow, some of her pursuers, had gotten ahead of her.
Another punch, and she drops to her knees.
As hands grasp her. Jerking her head, and the cool, hard steel of a blade, pricks against her throat.
"You low class urchin." "Daring to steal from me?" A cultured man's voice asks.
"You turn coat scum, you stole it from my mother first." Kayla accuses back.
"It was mine by right of birth." "While you are less, than a random peasant.' "needing to respect your betters." He replies.
I think it is time, to do the world a service." "Disposing of one more pirate scum, and worthless thieving whore." He ads
Kayla partially closing her eyes. As the blade begins to cut flesh.
"Stay your hand yee, pompous jackass." "I'm fond, of that throat your looking to cut." Kayla hears.
Even as she hears the sound of another blade, settling against, and lifting the one to her neck.
"I will call the watch on you, if you interfere pirate!"
"Yee have no room to squawk Lord Treybourne." Kayla's rescuer replies.
"I am a liscensed privateer." Treybourne arrogantly answers.
"You are outnumbered, justice needs to be given." "Stand aside or share her fate." The rogue englishman replies.
As Kayla opens her eyes, seeing Storm standing ready for battle.
The sound of feet can be heard. As well as cutlasses and flintlocks being cleared for action.
"It would seem, the odds are now even." "Will yee let my lady go or do we fight?" Storm asks.
Treybourne glares, his eyes taking in that his advantage was gone.
Raising his arm, to let his forces know, the game was ended for now.
"Very well take the whore, and welcome to her." "Just be warned, we will meet again." He threatens.
Then Kayla is released in Storm's care.
Kayla is soon on the BloodStorm, as it sails clearing the harbor.
"I swear lass, yee draw trouble, like a magnet." Storm shares with her.
Kayla starting to tremble, as her adrenaline was fully spent for the moment.
One minute more, and her throat would have been slit.
Her life's blood staining the alley, as she lays dying in a pool of it.
It would seem fortune, had barely jumped in time, to save her this time.
Soon Jessie's treasures. Would find themselves safe again with her Auburn snatch.
"Lass, what ails you?" Storm asks, coming to her side.
Kayla seemingly unable to stop shaking.
Storm taking her from the chair, guiding her to the edge of his bed.
Sitting her down, quickly giving her a swig of rum to steady her.
The tankard set aside, as he begins holding her, close to himself.
Kayla clinging to him. The mental image in her head, of her body laying bleeding out.
Her clothing, and goods being stripped and stolen.
Kayla begins to turn to him, kissing him.
A hunger, and need to feel alive giving her arousal.
As he begins to kiss back.
Soon the thin cloth, covering her chest, is gone.
Storm soon caressing, and kissing her exposed breasts. Her nipples distending, as his tongue teases them erect.
Storm nuzzling, and gently sucking on her quickly, engorged nipples.
Kayla working at his clothing. Even as he strips her bare.
Her eyes closing in delight. As her thighs slowly part for him.
Storm entering her moist womanhood. Kayla clenching, holding tightly to him.
Wet, tongue filled kisses being shared. Her eyes gazing deeply into his.
"Please don't leave me tonight." She whispers, between kisses.
Storm's one hand, grabbing her firm ass. "Yee can stay in my cabin, I'll not leave you." He replies.
Kayla's body relaxes. Storm begins to stroke her pussy, with his cock.
Now feeling safe again. Kayla wantonly works her body against his.
The lovely brunette, wanting to show her appreciation.
He owed her nothing, yet had stood up for her.
They need speak no more. As they make love, as the ship sails on.
It is not much longer. Just before he releases inside of her. Kayla cumms.
They share dinner in his cabin. As the night goes on, they make love again.
Kayla loving, how he makes her climax. Storm getting her pussy to purr.
Her daring raid a success. Another enemy made.
While at the same time. Kayla knows, she has found someone. She could always trust, with her life.
Not to mention, a lover most pleasing.
Water splashes cold, and across her entire naked figure.
Kayla bolting out of sleep.
Milla also coming awake, as it splashes against her as well.
The desireable duo, naked, slightly beaten, chained and captive in the dungeon.
"Ladies, nice to see you join me." Sandy taunts.
The red head standing admiring, the wet, glistening nude duo.
"Just letting you know, I will be heading to sea soon." "My new fleet, will hunt down and destroy your friends." Sandy ads confidently.
"They will come for us, and burn you down." Milla states defiantly.
Just before her head jerks, as Sandy slaps her.
"Stupid whore, your ship will aid me in my quest to rule the seas." Sandy states.
While all three, unaware of what was starting to take place.
BloodStorm lay at anchor at Bitch Slap island.
Now it was time, to reveal the secret project.
Pirates, Irene, Serena, and a few others would sail with him.
Word and rumors, flying all across the waters. Pirates meeting ships anchored together or on land.
Something large, was looming. They needed to marshal all their strength.
The Bondage, and CatsClaws would be sailing together.
They would seek for, and pick up Captain Michelle, and her vessel.
It was time to make sure she was secure. Her mission of espionage paying off.
Now Storm had to honor his word to her. Time was of the essence.
It was going to be a gift for Kayla. She had spent many years, sailing with her mothers crew.
Storm watching, as Sadie walks up, across the beach sand.
Sadie wearing an outfit. That barely covered her nice perky breasts, and firm ass.
Sadie would also be going with them. "Ohhhhh pretty, what do you call her?" Sadie asks.
The ship was sleek, wonderful curves, and lines.
She was armed only with light cannon. As she came into view, coming from around the inlet.
She seemed to revel, being wet, and like when they made love.
As the ship came into anchor. Everyone could see. Storm had made Kayla's Pussypurr!!
Kayla's soon to be ship, was maybe to be. The fastest vessel on the seas.
She maybe could not outgun larger vessels. Yet she could run circles around them.
Not to mention, leave them tasting her wake.
When on board. No one would be able to deny. How good it felt, and pleased. Feeling Kayla's Pussypurr beneath them.
"Snacks and supplies ready to load Cap'n." Sadie informs him.
Megan was sniffing nearby.
Storm turning to her, and striding over to a very fave pirate.
"I need yee to stay, and keep my ship safe." He softly says to her. Storm hating being parted from pirate Megan as well.
"I glued the Brat sisters into their beds." Megan replies smiling.
"See now who else would have thought of that?" He asks.
At the same time, knowing it was payback. For the antics of Lil Sara and Laurie Breeze.
"God save my ship." Storm mutters looking skyward.
Megan slamming into him, hugging him tight.
"Promise we will keep her floating Cap'n, I love ya!" Megan blurts out.
Beaten Slut, and StarBear giggling. "I think Captain's got a girlfriend." They tease, singing together.
"Hey I like girls!" Megan replies, sticking her tongue out.
"If I did like guys, it would be you captain." "I'll even save you a cup of rum." Megan finishes, giving him a kiss on his cheek.
Then the crew heads to the BloodStorm. It was time, to get it heading to the rendezvous.
At sea, the Ill Wind and Michelle, had hooked up with the Auburn Snatch.
Michelle feeling more at ease. As at last, she was with allies again.
If Storm trusted Jessie, and her crew. Michelle felt safe, anchoring nearby.
Time was paramount, as Storm mounted on Kayla's PussyPurr. He smiles, as she was wet, and felt wonderful beneath him.
He was riding her, and she was eager to be in motion.
"Let's go find the Southern Cross ladies." He announces.
As they head out of the bay, looking to recover a legend.
Alison Rocks Leather Lady bobbed at anchor.
Alison herself, leading the group headed for the dungeons.
LexiBabe, Rama, and Becky Stroud part of her group.
Another group, trying to stealthily capture the Revenge.
Their orders, secure her or scuttle her.
"It's over this way." Lexi tells her.
"Look here, our bitches have returned." Jessica Alba announces.
As a small group steps out of the shadows, into their path.
Lucy Pinder, glaring at Rama. Kristen Stewart, eyeing up Becky Stroud.
A leggy blonde, smirks as she looks at Alison.
"You want in there, you go past us." "By the way, I'm Iggy Azalea." She announces.
Alison smiling, as the cocky blonde was all hers. "Not nice to meet you, let's dance bitch!" Alison replies.
The four way dance, about to begin.
Even as a few more dark ships, glide from a different port.
Lord Treybourne's banner, flying from the lead ships mast.
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Time was paramount, as Storm mounted on Kayla's PussyPurr. He smiles, as she was wet, and felt wonderful beneath him.
He was riding her, and she was eager to be in motion.
Oooh, love your naughty, suggestive play with words, Stormie! :P :P :P ;) Eagerly your arrival with my ship, so we can kick butt, and re-unite - LOL! :-* :D
hugs
Kayla
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Part 9B Changing Tides
The seas had begun to be even more dangerous, and treacherous.
The war vessel, Princess Milla's Revenge was at anchor in harbor.
Soon Sandy Myers would see it set sail. As soon as elements of the black fleet arrived.
Her own ship Black Betrayal, was tasting sea water. For the first time.
On the waters, many of the fleet, had put sails into the wind.
Black Bart's Devil's Black Heart. Seemed to trail dark clouds, as it sailed.
Luis Rochelle's new ship, the BackStabber enjoyed first sailing as well.
His new alliance and vessel. Stronger, than the ship pirate captain Michelle had taken from him.
The arrogant Lord Treybourne. Commanding his ship, Magnificent Bastard.
A group of black ships, with each in one having a lead.
They would angle together from three points, of the compass.
Like a triangle of terror.
Bart having one group. Treybourne another small group.
Sandy having some other ships, at a close by port.
Very soon, she would board a crew on Milla's Revenge.
That vessel loaded, waiting for her crew.
Rochelle's group joining her.
Placing those ships, and himself. Under Sandy's command.
The three groups would rendezvous.
Then set out to wipe the seas clean of pirates.
Before taking control, and ruling the seas themselves.
Serena was world class beauty. The curvaceous brunette, laying sweat slicked, and satisfied.
Serena was naked in all her glory. A smile on her lovely face.
Her pussy, moist, orgasmed, and pleasured.
Irene was close by.
Irene had joined in, on stripping, then getting Serena off.
Then to her own delight.
Irene's clothing began coming off as well.
Her breasts, proudly thrust. Nipples distending.
Caresses, kisses, and some tongue action, getting them hard.
Now as the Pussypurr rose, and fell over the waves.
Storm's cock, seemed to pump her pussy.
As first she rode him, like the ship rode the sea.
Now she was savoring Serena fondling, and caressing her.
As Irene lay tits proudly thrust. Pussy wet, and ready.
Storm penetrating her, his love juice exploding inside of her.
Irene cries out, as she cumms heavily beneath him.
After several spurts of warm creamy cumm, inside her orgasming pussy.
Storm shifts, burying himself, inside Serena.
The sensual Italian pirate, working her hips, milking his cumm.
Another sensation of release, warming her deliciously.
As the trio, completed, and helped each other. Enjoy their climax the most.
They lay spent, having like a good pirate crew.
Sharing the load, and savoring the treasure as one.
Very soon, the cry of land ho would be given.
Storm being joined by the ladies on deck.
As the first view would be given, of part of a legend.
They had arrived.
Even better, with the aid of Sadie's navigation skills.
As she munched on the chocolate covered peanuts brought on board for her.
They had arrived at the right time, and cycle of the tides.
If it was in shape to sail.
Soon the Southern Cross would be back at sea.
On the way, to her waiting captain Michelle.
LexiBabe was gorgeous. Her skin, smooth, toned, and with a coloring.
Like golden honey, glowing on her sleek body.
That made her appear, as some exotic island goddess.
Anyplace Lexi went. Eyes, and hearts of both men, and women followed.
Long legged, and busty.
Now her long legs, worked to give her leverage.
Her large, firm breasts. Thrusting against her opponent.
Chest heaving, long legs working.
As Lexi was battling a woman, also as exotic looking.
Jessica Alba, had skin, that seemed to be very close, in suppleness, and coloring.
The two looking, as maybe they could be sisters.
If so, they had begun fighting over some slight or stolen lover.
As they both sent fists, and forms, slamming into each other.
Dark haired, buxom Rama. Was also in combat.
Rama's large, well formed breasts. Being slammed against those of her opponent.
The two catfighters scantily clad.
Had both begun to rip, and tear at each others clothing.
Lucy Pinder's girls, also very large, and ready for action.
At another part of the dark alleyways.
Found a beautiful Becky Stroud. Grappling, with a stunning brunette Kristen Stewart.
Arms and legs flailing, as they topple to the ground together.
Arms, claws, and clothes flying.
Allison Rocks, was circling her own opponent.
Iggy Azalea, was wearing some kind of body hugging outfit.
Her garment, leaving her legs exposed.
Not to mention, the forms of her breasts. Clearly outlined, beneath the thin material.
"I think you need to be beaten down under slut." Iggy states.
The blonde admiring her rival. As much as Allison, was watching her.
Allison, dressed in a dark, body hugging outfit.
Her outfit, seeming to be painted on her lush figure.
Allison, long legs, and busty.
A nice amount of her, large firm breasts. Exposed, and gently heaving in the front.
Gorgeous red haired pirate captain, and desireable blonde mercenary.
Both ready to get close, and physical.
A sense of urgency upon the groups, as they came together and fought.
Once Princess Milla's revenge sailed.
One of the groups would be left behind or captured.
Not to mention, the captives, held in the dungeon as well.
A lot at stake, for either side.
As Allison lunges, and Iggy tries sending a kick flying.
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I'm glad for being always in your dreams, Stormy! ;D
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Changing Tides pt 9C
Kim K writhed bound on the bed.
A smiling, laughing nude blonde beauty.
Captain Busty Tiffany, was grinding. Her crotch, and moist sex.
All over her captive's face.
Kim K was writhing. Yet also savoring Tiffany's juices.
Recently it had been going all Kim's way.
Now it was Tiffany, that was enjoying being on top again.
With some aid, from fellow pirates.
Tiffany and her second in command. The lovely beatensuneha.
Now found themselves joined by other ships.
Tiffany still beating, and tying Suneha at times, as well.
Just, and erotic catfighting payment. For the sexy brunette's role, in capturing Tiffany.
Sailing close by, was the vessel, captained by Lisa.
The sexy, long legged, red head.
Known in many ports as FightingLisa.
Was listening to some gathered reports.
Across the table from her, a gorgeous brunette sat.
Catsclaws, and Bondage had been joined by another ship.
Captain Michelle, finally making it to some allies.
By her side, a lovely woman. That Michelle had found, and rescued in a tavern brawl.
Harper was stunning.
She had been held, by a cruel land baron.
The man purchasing her, after her ship had been raided.
Harper a passenger, taken for slave trade.
Upon meeting, with Harper, being led, with bound wrists.
Then having to wait on the baron, in public.
Michelle, and Harper, fell into instant, and equal.
Amounts of interest, and desire for each other.
When the moment presented itself. After seeing Harper's poor treatment.
Michelle had started an incident.
Making sure to scar the baron. Before getting away with Harper.
Since then, the duo had become fast comrades, confidantes, and lovers.
The information, being shared. Was coming from different points at sea.
Bloodstorm, had also joined the growing fleet.
Pirate Megan, and Storm's main crew. Sailing in group.
Yet keeping safe distance, as they prepared a secret weapon.
Now and then Starbear firing some cannon.
As Megan's adoring new pet. Bobbed along, to re-direct some of the shells.
That and Megan was not looking to lose any rum.
To other pirates in the fleet.
After all, it was her duty. To taste test all of it. Before trusting Storm to get any of it.
Two fleets forming, as rumours and dire matters lay ahead.
Allison Rocks, was drop dead gorgeous, sexy, and stacked.
Even as Iggy Azalea, worked to use her shapely legs. To try for leverage against Allison.
The stunning cherry bomb. Began unloading, with impacts, from her chest.
Allison, had her top torn open.
Her large, firm breasts exposed.
Iggy's top clawed open as well.
Yet Iggy's girls, no match for Allison's firm tits.
Legs straining, breasts clashing, and claws flying.
The pirate captain of the Leather Lady. Was showing, just why she had gained her ship.
Rama, and Lucy Pinder, had quickly removed each others tops.
Now large, heaving breasts. Slammed together.
The buxom duo, thrusting, and grinding. Their hard nippled tits together.
Shadows dancing along the walls, of buildings nearby.
Rama digging her claws, into the meaty flesh, of Lucy's tits.
Lucy trying to back away. While keeping more damage, from happening to her tits.
A knee comes up, trying for Rama's crotch.
As Rama backs off, using her own leg to block it.
Lucy uses, and upward thrust. Slamming her tits, into Rama's heaving pair.
Rama being knocked off balance, stumbling back.
Her leg, hitting the end of a water trough. Set to collect rain water, coming from nearby roof tops.
To be used at the stables, for watering animals.
With a shriek, and her arms flailing.
Rama topples backwards, into the trough with a splash.
As Rama struggles to pull herself up, and out.
Lucy quickly rushes over. Using her hands, and tits.
To shove Rama back down, under the water.
LexiBabe was also having problems with her opponent.
The duo had fought back and forth.
Arms and fists flying. Clothing, and hair being torn from both.
A few rotted, broken down crates.
Had burst, as they entangled, and crashed into them.
The wood easily splintering. As lush, nubile, catfighting bodies smashed into them.
Some of the contents, spilling out, onto the ground.
After blocking, an attempted elbow, to her crotch.
Lexi had landed a punch, to Jessica's left side.
Jessica having the firm mounds. Of both of Lexi's beautiful breasts in hand.
Her finger nails, digging into them.
As Lexi landed her fist.
Jessica had released her aching breasts. Then tried for the cheap shot.
Now Lexi pushes Jessica from her.
Trying to quickly stand up. To maybe put a boot, to her opponent.
Lexi slips, in some of the spilled slop, from the crates.
Staggering, she tries to keep her balance.
While off balance, Jessica is able to recover. Sweeping Lexi's shapely legs from under her.
Lexi tumbling to the alley way ground.
As Jessica gives a cry of triumph. Before diving onto Lexi, and trying to mount her.
Becky Stroud was being shoved by Kristen Stewart down to the ground.
The lovely blonde had landed a few nice slaps, and punches.
Then like Lexi. Becky found herself, losing her footing.
On something on the alley surface.
The struggling duo, seeming to clench. As Becky pulls Kristen down with her.
Their nubile bodies, entangling, and rolling together.
Then crashing into the backs of Allison's supple legs.
Allison crying out, as Iggy thrusts her arms forward into her.
Allison falling back.
As the buxom red head hits the ground. Doing her best, to roll away from the other duo.
Iggy pulls a thin sash, from around her own waist.
The silken material, easily clenched, and bunched in her hands.
As Kristen begins to control Becky's head. Using the blonde hair, to jerk it side to side.
Kristen ready to drill Becky's head, to the stone of the alleyways.
Jessica, was forcing Lexi to try covering up. To keep from taking full damage.
From the slaps, and punches being thrown against her sexy body.
Rama's skin glistening. Her arms, and legs thrashing.
As Lucy Pinder works to drowned her, in the water trough.
Allison's prety eyes widen in shock.
As Iggy works the sash around her throat.
Iggy's body working to control Allison.
Even as she begins to try and strangle her, in the alley.
The rescue attempt, for Kayla, and Milla. was not looking good.
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Changing Tides pt 9D An assassin found.
Fawn Lee, was one of the most skilled assassins.
Hailing from the lands in the far east.
Fawn able to turn almost anything. Into a killing weapon.
Her gorgeous face, and sexy figure. Helping to lure her prey in.
Fawn was raven haired, stunning, and very capable.
Her skills coming at a high price. Yet she had never failed.
It had taken her much time, and travel. To get herself into the right place, right time.
Fawn had managed to be picked up. A seeming cast away at sea.
During calmer seas. A life boat dropped over the side.
The chartered vessel, leaving her. Sailing clear, before her target arrives.
Then a seductive, and deadly beauty.
Hauled on board the next arriving ship.
The narrow channel, between the barren reefs. The only place, such a larger ship could navigate.
Her boat rocking, as the seas became rougher.
Hails of someone in the water.
The ship not a war ship. Smaller, and very sleek.
Soon Fawn is pulled soaking wet on board.
Her long dark hair, clinging to her sodden figure.
Her vibrant brown eyes. Almond shape, skin smooth, and creamy.
Fawn having some mingled bloodlines, helping to add to her sensual beauty.
The proud swell of her nice sized breasts, proudly thrusting. Beneath her intentionally torn, and sodden top.
Tempting glimpses, of the swell of her breasts, showing through.
Her lower garments, thin, and also clinging to her shapely legs, and nice ass.
Fawn was clothed, in some form of leggings or pants.
The material thin enough.
That it basically revealed all of her, form. As if nude.
A pair of knee high, black boots. Her only wrapped item.
Fawn loving the boots, not wanting to see them damaged by the salt water of the sea.
She had been greeted, and fed.
Given a place to sleep, on board. Then left to rest.
Fawn managing to lift a very short, thin bladed dagger. From one of the crew.
Now she was stalking her prey.
It had taken her months, to track him down.
Bribery, threats, sex, and a few killings.
Then to her luck, learning of a mission, in a dark tavern.
She was able to place herself in front of it.
A grave risk. The hired ship, going to circle her way. Before returning to it's port.
Still, leaving her a day or two stranded on the reef.
It had all worked her way.
Fawn's heart was pounding faster.
Her torn blouse, tied together, covering her heaving breasts.
Fawn's exposed midsection sleek, and taut.
Her clothing now dried.
Tight pants, caressing her enticing body.
Spike heeled boots, now on as well.
Fawn felt delicious, warm, and aroused.
The clothing, sliding along her skin.
The thrill of the coming kill. The woman she stole the dagger from. To be framed as the killer.
As it would be found, left thrust through his heart.
Slid into the back of her spandex style pants.
As she arrived just outside of his cabin.
Fawn felt her nipples hardening.
Her sex moistening. A proper assassination, bringing her close to orgasm at times.
The ship gently rocking.
The groan and pop of the timbers. Helping to mask.
The soft clack of her boot heels on the ships flooring.
It was night, so much of the ship now draped in darkness.
Fawn tests the door, slowly opening it.
She does not hear any noise. No sound of her target aware of her arrival.
No alarms being cried out.
Fawn slips inside, softly closing the door behind her.
As she softly advances. If caught, the lie of being lost on the ship.
Ready to spring from her mouth.
A hand grasps her from behind. Closing over her mouth.
The dagger, slid from her garment.
As someone holds her from behind.
Her captor, having waited, for her to pass by in the dark.
"So any other weapons my dear?" He asks softly.
Her dagger, slid into his own clothing.
One arm around her, hand still over her mouth.
The hand slowly lowering.
Fawn's breath coming faster. As her blouse is opened.
His hand, slowly gliding, and caressing.
Over the firm mound of her right breast. Then her left tit, also is fondled.
Now she was becoming even hornier.
Her ass, pressing to, and slowly grinding against his crotch.
"I was lost, the ship is dark." "I do not know if I am among allies or enemies." Fawn softly replies.
His hand sinking down, along her taut belly.
She can feel, his growing arousal behind her.
Even as his fingers, slide beneath her pants.
Now finding, and gently rubbing, and fingering her moist clit.
The ship's motion. Seeming to enhance, the movement of their bodies together.
"Fine she would fuck him first, then kill him." She thinks, as her hunger, and womanly needs. Cry out to be met.
Fawn's pussy, was becoming so wet, so warm.
As he removes his hand, to turn her to face him.
Her eyes trying to roam his face, in the moon light. That is coming through a window.
Her blouse slid free, to drop by their feet.
Now he was slowly backing her towards his bed.
She could try for the dagger, and attack.
His hand to the small of her back. Then down grasping her ass.
Fawn moaning softly. As he kisses her lips. Then down along her neck.
Soon kissing, and nuzzling her left breast.
His tongue teasing her nipple fully erect. Before he sucks on it.
Her boots still on, as he pulls her pants down. While pleasuring her breast.
Her hands moving to free his erection.
Even as he thrusts the dagger, into her belly.
"How does it feel assassin?" He asks.
Fawn's eyes widening in pain. The wet warmth of her own blood, slowly streaming onto her supple skin.
He pulls the thin blade free, tossing the weapon aside.
Then Fawn is toppling onto the bed behind her.
One of her boots, is removed.
Then her pants worked fully off.
Fawn laying bleeding, and naked. With only one boot on.
As he moves to her. Kissing, and caressing her all over.
The fact he still desired her. After figuring out, who she was.
Seemed to be an even bigger turn on. For the exotic, and beautiful assassin.
Fawn willingly parting her thighs, as his hard manhood, glides deep inside.
The ships motion again adding to the pleasure.
As he begins to move inside her. Fawn enjoying each motion.
As his cock, strokes the inner walls of her womanhood.
Fawn knowing she should fight.
Yet as his cock glides free. She can only wish, for them to be as one again.
Something soft, and light, tickles against her throat.
Fawn's one hand moving to identify it.
The texture, and material.
She can tell. It is part of some woman's under garment. Maybe a type of bra.
Then his hard cock, drives back inside of her.
Even as the thin material, is tightened around her throat.
Fawn's nubile body begins to buck beneath him.
Matching the sway, and motion. Of the ship beneath them.
Fawn's blood, was wet against both their skin.
The deadly assassin, was now being strangled. Even as she came closer to completion.
The struggles of her body. Growing weaker.
As only the thought of climax, seemed to surge through her now.
Fawn's hand, falling away from her throat.
Her brown eyes staring wider.
The one leg still wearing her boot. Falling over the side of the bed.
The heel spike, resting against the floor.
Fawn's tongue now protruding, past her sensual lips.
As he thrusts in again.
A thin ribbon of drool, spilling down, along her tongue.
As his hot love juices explode inside of her.
The hot rush of his cumm, helping Fawn to climax.
Her body trembling. As Fawn Lee, begins to experience, her most body numbing.
As well as intense orgasm ever.
The warmth of her sexual release, seeming to wrap her up in it's embrace.
Her body savoring each movement, of his spurting cock, inside of her.
Fawn soon laying no longer moving beneath him.
The mounds of her breasts, proudly thrusting against his chest.
He lays, resting against her.
As their love juices mingle inside her pleasured pussy.
At last he rises, manipulating her body. Putting her other knee high boot back on.
Fawn Lee, left laying.
Naked, cumm filled, tits up, and assassinated on the bed before him.
Yet her vacantly staring eyes.
Seeming to show, only her final orgasmic bliss.
As they seem to stare up at him from the bed.
Fawn Lee's eyes pop open. A soft gasp, coming from her as she sits up in bed.
The light of new day, starting to brighten the sky, and ship.
Her heart pounding, as someone moves beside her.
Storm's arms soon around her, holding her gently, yet firmly.
Living the assassins life, usually meant loneliness.
Fawn sinking back against him.
It had been an erotic dream.
Much of it had been true.
Fawn had been hired to kill him.
She had managed to get herself on board.
Had even been going into his cabin to kill him.
He had caught her.
They had struggled, some of her clothing being pulled open.
Then her eyes on his. Her bare breasts against his chest.
Their lips met.
Fawn ending up in his bed, climaxed, warm, and very satisfied.
Fawn had gone to sleep. Snuggled naked, against her target.
Now she was conflicted. Fawn loving the way he made her feel. In so brief a time.
She felt part of something larger. As well as maybe finding welcome as well.
She did not know if he bought her story, of losing her way in the dark.
She was intrigued by his adventure, and mission.
Maybe if someone killed Sandy Myers.
She could let her task disappear. Into a never again spoken secret.
For now she wanted to stay with him.
Not to mention. Fawn found herself liking. Some of his sexy crew.
Fawn Lee, sinks back down, beside him.
They would make love again, before rising.
Fawn enjoying a wet climax. While riding Storm, on Kayla's pleasing Pussypurr.
Even as the struggle to free Kayla.
Was going on, among some wild catfighting.
That likely soon would decide.
If Kayla ever enjoyed sex on her own Pussypurr or not.
Freedom, pirating, and a desire for a body numbing orgasm.
A few of the things, keeping Kayla's hopes up.
As she is still held, in Sandy Myers dungeon.
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Storm so exciting and arousing....as you always can make it....
and thank you for dedicating an entire chapter to me...the assassin...! ;D ;D
It has been a great honour..... ;D ;D
and now, darling...if you could just stay still for few seconds.....
I am sorry but I really need to kill you..it is written in my contract... ;D ;D ;D
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Sorry not been around much here for a while, but delighted to see you still going strong with this story, Stormie! ;) :P And yup, my hopes are high that the finish will be suitably steamy - as always! ;) :P :-*
Hugs
Kayla
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Fawn and Kayla .... Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm nice seeing both of you pop in ..
Should be more this weekend .. Getting close to the finish of this one ...
Sorry taking so long to get everything put in order here ... Hope Irene comes back .. More with her as well.
Very soon, Captain Michelle, will get her legacy and ship.
Ohhh and yeahhh more catfighting and rum of course!! he he he
Storm
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Pirates 3 changing tides 9E
Kayla was moaning, her body writhing.
The lovely brunette was naked. Her skin sweat slicked.
The mounds of her perfectly formed breasts, thrust proudly.
She was riding him. Her sex, gliding up, and down on his hard shaft.
Her head turning slightly. Milla's bared breasts, rising, and falling before her.
Kayla kissing, licking, and sucking. On Milla's exposed, hard nippled tits.
They had begun, drinking some rum together.
Kayla had been giggling. As Storm, began playing with her top.
Milla joining him. As they bared Kayla's breasts. To caress, kiss, and arouse her.
A little at a time. Her clothing began coming off.
Milla's clothing also soon falling to the floor.
Storm fondling, and caressing them both.
As soon they writhed naked, skin on skin together.
Kayla's hard nippled tits, rubbing against Milla's firm breasts.
Their aroused, wet sex. Pressing, and gently grinding together.
Then Storm was inside Milla. As Kayla ran her fingers, and body along theirs.
The duo at times, returning kisses, and caresses to her.
Storm's cock, wet with Milla's womanly juices, soon thrusting into Kayla's aroused wet pussy.
Milla now roaming, fondling, grasping, and kissing the other two.
Again, and again they changed who was the close partners.
As all three drew closer to completion.
Kayla so hot, and horny. As Milla Jovovich rode him now.
Kayla knowing very soon, she would be enjoying her own release.
Milla tensing, then gasping, as she begins to climax.
Kayla letting her enjoy some of her sexual release.
Then kissing, and caressing Milla.
Kayla shifts, taking a moment to lick Milla's orgasming pussy.
Then Kayla was impaling her own juicy sex.
Her head tilting back. Kayla's mouth opening, as she gasps out her pleasure.
As her pussy becomes fully impaled again.
His cumm begins to spurt, hot and hard inside of her pussy.
Kayla savoring it. Just as her pussy juices begin to squirt. As Kayla cumms hard, and waves of pleasure surge through her being.
Milla lowering to the floor, to caress, and be included in the final exchange, and satisfaction.
Kayla lowering to rest against him.
It seemed he had so much wet, warm cumm spattering her sexy, naked, nubile figure.
More of it splashing, and spattering her.
As Kayla's brown eyes open.
The guard laughing, as he throws another bucket of filthy, dungeon water onto her.
Nearby Milla chained. Is also hanging soaking wet, naked and awake.
Kayla slowly coming out of her erotic dream.
Her body aching, with pain, and hunger.
While it also yearned for some freedom, and hot, wet sex.
"Hope you bitches are enjoying my hospitality." Gunther taunts.
Gunther was perfect for a dungeon guard.
He was unattractive. While being very large, and part of it over weight.
He loved the thought of having his way with women.
Yet along with his not being that good looking.
He had superstitious beliefs about water. So barely bathed.
The factors together, did not give him much luck, with the ladies. Even when paying for it.
So he began to hate women. As much as he desired them.
Torturing them, in his domain, bringing great pleasure to him.
"You wait until we are free, you swine." Milla hurls at him.
"If my lover finds me here." " Guarantee a painful death for you, you sick bastard." Kayla ads.
"I should force both you whores to pleasure me right now." Gunther taunts back.
Yet both prisoners knowing, he would not have the courage to try.
He was a bully. Yet he knew, it would not end well for him.
If his current captives came to harm, while under his watch.
"Ha, I would never want diseased pirate whores like you two anyway." Gunther replies.
Scratching, and groping himself.
He begins to leave. Taking a moment to caress Kayla's shapely leg.
Then a groping of Milla's right breast, and he is gone.
"Some day, I am going to enjoy teaching that swine some manners." Milla states cooly.
"You will need to get into line." "Nice to know he thinks your a pirate though." Kayla teases.
The two begin to chat. As they both try to fight back.
The cringe, that both feel. Their minds fighting the image. Of having their bodies used in any way.
By the ill mannered, and disgusting guard.
Lovely Lexibabe was arching and bucking her body.
Jessica Alba sliding up, on top of her. Tearing at Lexi's clothing.
As well as the proudly thrust, firm mounds of Lexi's firm breasts.
Jessica slapping at Lexi's beautiful face, and heaving tits.
Lexi doing her best, to return slaps, and punches.
One of her fists, hitting Jessica in her exposed side.
As she tries to twist, to protect from another hit.
Lexi bucks again.
With a cry of dismay. Jessica flies up, over Lexi's head.
As Jessica lands with a grunt of pain, and gasp of air. On the hard ground in the alley.
Lexi scrambles to position herself, to face her opponent some more.
Iggy Azalea, was working the material tighter, against Allison's throat.
Her legs, trying to twine around the buxom red heads torso.
Allison's hands desperately seeking to free her throat.
If nothing else to get a hand full of Iggy's hair.
A lot of both catfighters clothing torn off.
Allison wanting to rock this bitch's world.
Just as her tongue begins to protrude past her parted lips.
Her eyes show hope. As her fingers begin to find a likely leverage point.
Rama's struggles, begin growing weaker.
Her lush, almost fully nude figure. Soaking wet, glistening, and becoming slippery.
As Lucy Pinder again tries shoving her back under water.
Lucy's large breasts, basically resting on the large mounds, of Rama's firm tits now.
Becky Stroud was no longer entangled with any of the other ladies.
Now the lovely blonde, was kneeling, facing Kirsten Stewart.
The two fingers twined. Pert breasts, rubbing, and pressing together.
A test of strength, and leverage.
Chests heaving, nubile bodies straining against each other.
Neither young catfighter. Wanting to know, what was squishing beneath their legs. On the alley floor.
Iggy screams, as Allison's fingers find their target.
An opening, torn in Iggy's garment.
Reaching behind her. Allison's fingers, slide into the gap.
Fingers finding Iggy's moist sex.
Before sliding in, and claws digging into. The sensitive area.
With Allison clawing at her pussy.
Iggy releases her strangle hold.
Then shoving the red haired pirates head forward. Trying to break the contact.
Allison gasping for air. Lurching forward.
Even as her elbow, drives back, to slam into Iggy's belly.
Iggy sent toppling back. As air is driven from her body.
Iggy landing against Becky.
Helping to send her with more force forward, into Kirsten.
Kirsten is knocked back. Before she can react.
Becky is smiling, as she thrusts her crotch down, over Kirsten's face.
With a face full of Becky's sweet sex. Kirsten starts to be smothered out.
Allison rises to her feet.
As Iggy tries to also rise up.
Allison grabs her arm, using her own body.
She spins Iggy around, sending her slamming into a wall.
As Iggy loses more air, from the impact.
She slowly begins to turn around.
"Time to be cherry bombed bitch!!" Allison cries out.
As she surges forward, and slams her own body. with some momentum.
Hard into Iggy's aching figure.
Caught between the wall, and Allison.
Iggy is pancaked, completely knocked out of air.
As Allison steps back.
Iggy slides down the wall, barely conscious, and beaten.
Allison spotting Rama's distress first.
Moves to aid her.
Grasping a full hand full of Lucy's dark hair.
Allison begins to yank her back.
Rama bursting up out of the water, sputtering, and spitting out water.
Rama quickly begins clawing her way out of the trough.
Jessica tries rolling out of the way.
As Lexi launches a vicious elbow, down into Her rival's stomach.
The impact, forcing the air out of Jessica's nubile body.
As she lays gasping, trying to breathe.
Lexi slides her sexy, and shapely legs around Jessica's midsection.
Already deprived of wind, and oxygen.
Jessica is now easy prey.
For LexiBabe's submission leg lock.
Lexi's strong legs, contracting, and closing, around Jessica's midsection.
Jessica flailing, hands trying weakly to open Lexi's legs.
Lexi using one arm, to press against her thigh. Helping to clamp the hold down even more.
Jessica begins to weakly tap against the alley floor.
Lexi had beaten her into submission, with a leg scissor maneuver.
Lucy turns to try and face Allison.
Allison releasing her hair hold. To slam her own impressive tits, into Lucy's chest.
Lucy crying out, at the impact.
Then backing, to prepare to thrust her own rack, back into Allison.
Rama's wet body, now right behind her.
Rama grabbing her, and spinning her.
Then Rama slamming her very ready girls, hard into Lucy's tits.
Allison grabbing Lucy from behind.
As Rama begins using her large, firm tits. To hit, grind against, and punish. Lucy's proudly thrusting girls.
Allison smiles, and mouths cherry bomb.
Rama nods her head.
Before Lucy can react.
Allison's large breasts impact against her back.
While Rama's heaving, large breasts. Slam into Lucy's heaving tits, from the front.
Lucy staggers, as they step back.
Her arm moving to cover, her aching, and bruised tits.
Rama smiling, as she grabs her, and shoves her.
A splash is heard.
As soon Lucy Pinder lay in the water trough.
Her breasts covered, as she curls, trying to protect them. While whimpering in pain.
Lexi releases Jessica, and slides free.
As she stands, close to Allison, and Rama now.
They all turn to check on Becky.
Kirsten lay slumped unconscious against her.
Becky having used her wrestling skills. Moving her face smother.
To a rear naked chin lock. Along with a body scissor, from her legs.
Becky pushing away from Kirsten to join her fellow pirate.
They all four, stood aching, bruised, and half or fully stripped naked.
Yet they had been the victors.
"Now ladies, shall we get back to our jail break?" Allison asks.
With three heads nodding, in unison.
They return to their original mission.
Maybe very soon, Kayla and Milla would be free.
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Oooh, Stormy, with the hot, steamy sexy you describe at the beginning - maybe Milla and I might not wanna be rescued? ::) LOL! ;D :D :-*
hugs
Kayla
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a fun story stormy thanks for helping me get past alba's claws :)
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Changing Tides pt 9F
Pirate Megan was racing through the ship.
Brat sister Lil Sara holding the rum bottle. Giggling, as she takes another sip.
Then turning to head down a different passage.
"Dirty thieving pirate!!" "How dare you steal my rum?" Megan asks in pursuit.
"It's not your rum, it's captain Storm's rum." Laurie Breeze informs. As she dangles down, from the hatch above.
Just as Megan is about to catch up with Sara.
She hands the bottle off to Laurie above.
Laurie working herself back up. Before saluting Megan. Then taking a drink of rum herself.
"That's it Breezy, your on report!!" Megan yells up at her.
"Way ta go sis!" Sara ads.
As Megan changes direction. Soon to be rushing up stairs. To try and find Laurie and the rum.
Megan dashes onto the next deck section.
Laurie Breeze, lounging in a deck chair. Smiling, giggling, and chugging.
Megan lowers her eye patch down in place. Now she meant business.
Just as she is about to charge towards Laurie.
Someone slams into her from behind. "Scuse me, Brat sister coming through!!" Sara informs as she pushes past.
Megan being spun around. "STARBEAR!!!" Megan yells out.
"Ewwwwwwwwwww She's calling for the bear!!" Laurie declares, as she rises from her seat.
"Hey don't be a brat, you need to share that." Sara cries out, as she pauses next to Laurie.
"You are so BRATTY!!" Sara accuses.
"I know, love that about you also sis hee hee hee." Laurie replies, handing Sara the rum bottle.
Then the mischief loving duo are on the run again.
Megan and some of the other pirates giving chase.
Just as the lovely young brat sisters. Reach another door. In their quest to escape pursuit.
One of their preferred, and thought of secret escape routes, on the ship.
As they open the door.
"AUUUUUUUUgghhhhh, STARBEAR!!" They cry out together.
The beautiful pirate, Steph, known as Starbear. Standing inside the opening.
The ships mini cannon, pointing at the door, and the sneaky Brat sisters.
"Now give me my rum!!" Megan orders, catching up from behind.
Her perky, hard nippled breasts. Heaving, beneath the thin material of her top.
Some sweat moistening it, making it cling nicely, to her firm tits.
Steph standing, smiling, at the cornered Brat sisters.
"You know sis, I think that rum was stale anyways." Sara states.
"Yeahhh, let Megan have it, I figure she will drink anything." Laurie ads, with a smile. After sticking her tongue out, at Megan.
"Take them away to the galley!!" Megan orders.
"NOOOOo!!" Several of the pirates cry out in unison.
The crew thinking back, to the last time. Laurie and Sara had been given galley duty, as punishment.
How many of the crew, had discovered disgusting things in the stew.
Not to mention, those that did eat it. Having to run for the necessary quickly, and frequently.
As the Brat sisters giggled with glee.
Lil ms Bs arrives, from a training catfight.
StarBear smirking, as she displays, the cannon not even being loaded.
With help, she had it moved in time. With no chance to prep it for firing.
"The captain will deal with you two, when he gets back." Megan decides.
"Put them in the wash pot." Someone offers.
"Ohhhh, not that." Sara pleads.
"Anything but the wash tub!!" Laurie ads.
With several hands grasping them. Gathered pirates marching them off.
They walk along, winking, and giggling at each other.
Then they stand before the large wooden barrel.
The barrel very wide, and covered with a lid.
As the lid is removed. Laurie and Sara's eyes widen.
Inside they expected to find the rum, and goodies. They had liberated from the galley.
The duo expecting to maybe end up here. They had planned to go willingly. With out this kind of escort.
Now it was full of dirty water, and laundry.
Before they can protest.
The are lifted up, and dumped in with a splash each.
Starbear, and Megan high fiving each other.
"I told you, they would be using this." Katterina states smiling.
The buxom blonde, having transferred to BloodStorm. At one of the rendezvous.
For now the Brat sisters antics stopped for the moment.
As they began to giggle, sing, and splash together in the wooden tub.
The trouble making duo. Taking their defeat in stride.
As they had been able. To get away with a lot of Bratty pranks. Before being caught this time.
Steph and Katterina walking with Megan.
Jen, Lil ms Bs getting the rest of the crew back to work.
"You know, I can't believe they would steal my rum." Megan states, lifting the bottle to her mouth.
"Mmmmmm gulp, gulp." "Ahhhhh work up a thirst guarding the rum like this." Megan states smacking her lips.
"You mean the rum." "You usually steal?" Steph asks grinning.
"You know, it's the captain's rum." Katterina ads.
"Right I'm guarding it for him." Megan replies. Before helping herself to another long drink.
"I think you have cannon to polish or prepare." Megan says to StarBear.
"Oh and you." She begins, speaking in Katterina's direction. Pausing to hiccup a few times.
Megan's eyes focusing, on Katterina's large, heaving chest.
"Oil or polish those guns as well." She states, pointing, at the huge mounds of Katterina's firm breasts.
Steph, and Katterina giggling, as they leave Megan, to tend to ship's duties.
"I swear, this stuff tastes better." "When I get to steal it from the Cap'n." Megan thinks out loud.
Before heading off, to other tasks. While hoping Storm would be back very soon.
Kayla was naked in all her glory. Her perfect breasts oiled, and hard nippled.
"Ohhhhhh Gunther." She calls, leaning around the corner.
The dungeon guard, seeing her top half, his eyes widening. Even as he begins to drool.
Rising from his seat, he heads in her direction.
Not even pausing to wonder, how she was free.
He simply wanted to get his hands. All over her exposed tits.
As he rounded the corner. His head down, eyes at tit level.
Kayla grabs him, and swiftly brings her knee, up into his crotch.
Kayla backing away, as Gunther grabs himself, falling to the floor.
Milla Jovovich standing naked, in all her glory. Close behind Kayla.
Behind them, Captain Allison Rocks, LexiBabe, Rama, and Becky Stroud.
The rescue party, having arrived through a secret passage.
"Here is something from me as well." Milla states. Sending a hard kick, to the side of his head.
Gunther sagging unconscious to the floor. Later he would be executed. After the prisoners being free is discovered.
Outside in the harbor.
An alarm begins going up. As the second party is successful as well.
Princess Milla's Revenge liberated, and heading out to sea.
Sandy Myers already gone, in her own ship. Not there to organize things.
Not that much later.
With the liberated duo of Kayla, and Milla aboard.
The Leather Lady heads out of the harbor as well.
Kayla was free, learning of Storm. At least having been behind it.
Thinking of fresh food, scrubbing herself clean.
As well as some very needed rest. Mingled with some wet, steamy sex of course.
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Oooh, thank you, Stormie, for organizing my rescue! Can't wait to fling myself into your strong masculine embrace again! :D :-*
hugs
Katja
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Ladies ..
Thank you for the nice comments ..
Next weekend, have extra days off work .. Hoping to kick this into high gear, and to the finish next weekend!!
So gather some rum, and snacks .. Pirates will be sailing next weekend here!!
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That sounds great, Stormie! Looking fwd to more action! :D ;)
hugs
Kayla
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Pirates 3 part H Heading to Battle A
Fawn Lee, was breathing softly.
Her blouse, gaping, then sliding off.
Her bra released, and tossed aside.
The mounds of her breasts exposed, her nipples distending.
First his fingers lightly danced around her areolas. Teasing, they brush against the nipples.
Each touch, seeming to arouse her more, make her even more, hot, wet, and wanton.
Soon the rest of her garments lay on the floor, beside the large bed as well.
Fawn the assassin, hired to kill him.
Was finding herself, being laid naked, onto her back.
His hand, moving, to gently massage her clit.
Her juices moistening her womanhood.
Fawn writhing on the bed.
Usually the most focused, and deadly of ladies.
Now she does not even notice. When another woman, slips into the cabin.
The other, sexy young beauty. Licking her tongue, wetting along her lips.
As she watches, and becomes more aroused herself.
Kayla's eyes close slightly.
As she views the scene.
Fawn so exotic, in her beauty.
Her own body seeming to respond.
As his lips, and tongue roam Fawn's firm breasts.
Kayla can feel her own skin tighten, her nipples budding, and hardening.
So many times, her perfect breasts. Tingled, and yielded delectable sensations, as he pleasured them.
Her own pussy, slowly becoming moist.
As his hand slowly parts Fawn's silky thighs.
His cock, penetrating the asian beauty.
Kayla's fingers dip down into her own panties.
Softly caressing her own, now very wet sex.
As her eyes close more. Her body gyrating, as she remembers his cock, thrusting into her own pussy.
Fawn gasps softly, her body arching to meet, and accept him.
Her lower lip trembling, as his hard shaft, enters her ready sex.
They begin to move together on the bed.
Waves of electric current, rushing through her supple skin. Everywhere their bodies touch.
Her one leg, twining around him, pulling him fully, into her pussy.
Kayla's top falls to the floor. Pert, perfect hard nippled tits, now heaving naked.
As the lovers on the bed, begin to move faster.
Her bottoms, and panties fall to the floor as well.
Naked, in all her glory. She begins to pad cat like, towards the bed.
Her one hand reaching out, and lifting the silk bra. From the table it had landed on.
Fawn trading a tongue filled kiss. As they change position on the bed.
Fawn tilts her head back, crying out in sheer delight.
As she impales her sopping wet pussy, onto his aroused manhood.
Then she begins riding him.
As something cool, and soft tickles against her throat.
Warm, firm breasts press against her back.
As she begins to realize her danger.
Kayla begins to strangle her, with her own bra.
Fawn, naked, except for her boots. One of her favored fetishes.
Is caught between struggling to breathe, and completing her sexual enjoyment.
Her hand moving to try and free her throat, and breathing.
Even as she continues to move up, and down. Getting closer, and closer to her release.
Gasps of pleasure, mingled, with moans of hunger, and attempts to breathe.
Fawn's eyes widen, her tongue starting to protrude past sensuous lips.
"Now you die slut." Kayla mouths softly by Fawn's left ear.
Fawn slowly slides down, along his cock.
Her pussy fully enveloping his manhood.
As she feels his hot load, erupt inside of her.
Fawn grows limp, in Kayla's grasp.
Her lack of air, mixed with maybe. The most intense orgasm, she has ever had.
The initial spurt of his creamy cumm, into her pussy. Getting her off, so enjoyably.
Fawn has ejaculate, spurt onto her lower belly, and silky thighs.
As Kayla dumps her limp body, off Storm, and over to his side.
Fawn laying on her back, tits proudly thrust up. Her eyes seeming to watch.
As Kayla quickly mounts him.
Kayla already so hot and bothered. Her victim laying cumm slicked, and filled beside them.
Kayla's wet sex, now impaled. His cock sheathed and spurting into her pussy.
Kayla cries out, as she also begins to cumm hard, mounted on top of him.
A pair of large firm breasts, press to her back now.
"Guess, I almost missed the party pirate whore." Irene states cooly.
"Here a dagger to your heart, to keep it from being broken." She ads.
Kayla feeling the weapon, press to her left breast. The tip of it, just to the tender underside of the tit.
"Now join your murdered lover in death." "I told the captain, I would fight for him." Irene ads.
The dagger doing it's work.
Kayla limply falling to the side now.
Like Fawn, belly, and thighs getting cumm on them.
As Irene ads her pleasing pussy, to the sex, and mayhem.
Irene' savoring how her thigh, brushes against the other two ladies.
As Irene accepts his warm cock, into her own pussy.
Irene milking, and accepting the last of his load. Her own climax, soon blossoming, and fulfilling her.
Irene slowly laying down, along top of him.
Storm caressing, and kissing her. His body spent for now.
Fawn, and Kayla laying naked beside them.
Fawn face up, Kayla face down. Giving a good view of her nice ass.
Their eyes staring into each others.
They lay tit to tit, and clit to clit.
The two gently writhing, kissing, and giggling.
"This is a warped game." "I think I like it." Kayla softly states.
Fawn gyrating her own hips slowly.
The sexy brunette laying on top of her.
The mingled love juices from Storm's cumm, and their own orgasms.
Slowly being slicked along their skin.
As they ride out the rest of their own climaxes.
The erotic demises, simply a sexual game, Fawn had been enjoying with them.
The group on the ship, having begun a major celebration of triumph.
Kayla had been returned to them.
Fawn had fully decided, and committed herself to Storm.
The finding of the prized vessel.
They all knew, a major battle was looming.
For now they simply had begun to enjoy drink, sex, and the ship's rock and roll together.
Sadie was giggling.
Her skill with the maps, and charts, had paid off.
Now she was laying beautiful, and naked in all her glory.
Some tasty snacks, spread along her sleek, nubile figure.
Serena, and new shipmate Shania Twain. Caressing her, and licking snacks off her.
Shania having been found lost at sea. Deserted and betrayed by her former partner, and lover.
Quickly found herself accepted.
Serena77 using her incredibly hot body. Along with her own beauty.
To relax, and guide Shania to the captain's quarters.
Soon, between Storm, and Serena. Shania was naked, sweat slicked, and satisfied in every way.
While Fawn was teaching some of the crew, some very different sexual roleplay games.
Sadie found herself, a partner, of a sizzling, snack filled three way.
She had tasted from both ladies herself.
Now it was her turn, to provide the snack table, so to speak.
Thinking of her hands and tongue along both ladies.
Sadie once more, was so very thankful, she had come along for the voyage.
The ships, moving closer by the day. To the home port, at Bitchslap island.
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Pirates 3 H Heading to battle B
The day had started off wonderfully.
Captain Michelle, and Harper woke to enjoy tender caresses.
Then to soft kisses, and passionate love making.
For weeks, and months.
The rival fleets had been building.
The dark reivers, with Sandy Myers and Black Bart.
As well as the scattered out pirates, catfighters and crews.
Now and then a minor skirmish or two.
Most of it in passing, nothing of long engagements.
So far, it seemed none of the pirates. Knew the whereabouts of Storm.
Jessika had cried out in delight. As the rumours found her.
That Kayla was alive, and escaped from her captivity.
A night of passion, and love making. Taking place between Jessie, and Emma in celebration.
Still no eyes seemed to spy Storm or Kayla on the open sea.
Was his mission a success? Would another legendary pirate ship be joining them soon?
The black fleet simply seemed to keep growing.
The pirates looking to be on the run.
Moving to and fro, using well known, hidden pirate coves.
All of them seeming to turn to drink or pleasurable sex. As they try to handle. The growing stress, and anxiety.
It was only going to be a matter of time.
Then an all out sea battle would begin.
If not that, maybe some of the pirates picked off, by themselves.
For now, many of them tried sailing, paired together for added safety.
Unknown to Storm and his crew. Warnings had now been set out.
Letting the pirates know. That although they had not fully discovered it.
The dark fleet, was close in, on Bitchslap island.
The pirates having to steer a course away from it for now.
Other ports being used, in it's place.
In one such port, Starbear Steph was sending a foot out.
The brawl had started, with the usual suspects.
Laurie Breeze, and Lil Sara, gluing someones ass, to a bench, in the tavern.
The attractive, but trouble making brat sisters at it again.
Giggling, and snickering, as the loud mouthed man tried to get up.
"You assed for it jerk." Laurie states smirking.
"Steal our seats, we glue yours." "Bratty, what these sisters do isn't it?" Sara ads.
They turn to each other, high fiving, and smacking hands together.
"LOVE being bratty with ya sis!" Sara cries out.
"Right back at you sis, think we are done here?" Laurie asks.
"Ohhh I think your done, you little bitches, that's my man." A rather tall, and buxom blonde bar whore informs.
"Holy amazon's sis, run for it!!" Sara cries out, turning, and starting to run.
The buxom blonde charging after her.
"Look out, whore alert coming through." Laurie ads in. As she has circled a table.
Now she is running past Sara, while pausing to stick out a leg.
The scantily clad whore, tumbling past. Slamming into a table.
Upending the table, and it's contents. At the same time, sending it's patrons flying.
"Hey I thought blonde whores always ended up on their backs." Laurie taunts. As the blonde was sprawled face down.
Her clothing spattered by drink, and food.
Laurie smirking, as the blonde begins to rise, and turn.
"Ohhhh yeahh want more, huh biiiiiiiiiiiiiiii-mmboooooo?" Laurie asks, in a sing song voice.
"Ummmmm sis." Sara states backing into her from behind.
"Have to wait sis, still teaching this slut." "Not to mess with the brat sisters." Laurie replies.
"Yeahhhh, but think sluts have friends." Sara answers back.
Laurie turns slightly, eyes widening. As it seemed most of the bars patrons, now looking to be after them.
"Wise brat sister once said." "When going gets tough, then you must RUNNNNNNNN!" Laurie cries out.
The lovely duo making noises, running around. While causing chaos and havoc everywhere, inside the bar.
StarBear was simply a beautiful woman, and catfighting pirate.
One of the best ship's gunners anywhere.
One thing most people did not realize, when looking at her.
Starbear could also kick some ass.
Megan was laying partially topless, in the wheel barrow.
Between hiccuping, she was trying to sing a bawdy pirate song.
Megan was giggling, and very drunk.
Her phony peg leg, now being used as a pointer. Megan gleefully pointing out shapes, in the clouds over head.
Her eye patch, flipped up. As her vision was blurry enough, with both eyes open.
"C'mon cuddly ol bear sing wit me .. Hiccc." Megan gets out.
Steph's head turning, eyes widening.
As she is pushing, the wheel barrow, past a different bar.
From the inside she can hear the distinctive cries, and trouble, of the brat sisters.
"Stay put, be right back, sing some more." Steph advises.
As shaking her head, and taking a deep breath. She heads into the bar.
"MMMMmmmm yummy Smor'es .. summor'es .. fluffy white clouds, N chocolate, great idea Steph." Megan replies.
Soon Steph is mixed into the fighting.
Sara and Laurie greeting her, thanking her for joining the fun.
The buxom blonde, named Barbie Greenbay, thinking it a good idea, to go after Steph.
Soon finds her top torn open, by Starbear's claws.
Then a spinning kick, to the exposed, large pillows of Barbie's huge tits.
Before she realizes what has happened.
Barbie is sitting, in spilled drinks on her ass. Trying to catch her breath.
Just before another Starbearily talented foot. Connects with the side of Barbie's head.
Already not that bright.
Barbie flops limply to the floor.
Steph having put out her lights.
"Hoooooo-ly macaroni a party, wheres the cheese N crackers?" "Steph's bringing some more .. uhmmm smore's everybody!!" Megan cries out.
Her voice slurred slightly.
Yet captain Storm's favorite mischief maker, and rum thief.
Had found her way into the bar, and the fight.
Now the entire bar seeming to be involved.
Pirate Megan snickering, as she begins using foreign objects in the fight.
"Whoooo hooooooo HICcccccccccc!!" She cries out, smashing a chair against someones back.
Before slipping, and falling to the floor.
Now a few more of the pirates happen to start joining in.
Barbie's co worker, a buxom brunette bimbo naked Trixie.
Partially food smeared, and fully topless. Grabbing Megan by her hair, starting to lift her up.
"Hey little girl, care to feel a real woman's tits?" Trixie asks.
Setting herself to spin Megan, and slam her huge, floppy tits, against Megan's chest.
Trixie crying out, as a more beautiful, and blonde pirate has a go at her.
"Sorry bitch, captain cares about that one." Katterina states. Her hand full of brunette hair.
Katterina yanking Trixie by her head.
Trixie turning, releasing Megan.
As Katterina slams her meaty tits, into the brunette's own large pair.
Trixie's eyes widening, as she has never had her tits hit so hard before.
Katterina following, with nails raking across Trixie's bared breasts.
Then another chest bump.
Trixie falling to the floor, her arms trying to cover her bruised aching girls.
Megan staggering, her eye patch back down.
Her hands grasping out blindly. "Heyyyy lil Tiggy wants to feel the boobies!" Megan complains.
"Ohhh wowww, wonder HIcccc FULL!!" Megan states, hands now roaming Katterina's firm girls.
"PIRATES to your ship!!" Jen, Lil ms Bs cries out.
Outside the town starting to get into motion.
Soon local law or guards would begin to arrive.
None of the pirates needing to be captured here on land.
They start fighting their way out of the bar.
Pirate Megan trying to use Katterina's large firm mounds, as a weapon.
Steph soon saving Kat from having to smack her.
Megan then using anything, and everything, as a drunken catfight weapon.
A bowl of kibble, set down for some customers dog. Even being lifted, flung, and used.
Soon the group was piling aboard the BloodStorm, and heading back out to sea.
'Your drunk, now stay in bed." Steph, and a few others trying to convince pirate Megan.
"Hmmmm nope, just need to milk this cow .." Megan replies.
The image in her mind, of Trixie. Her hands up in the air over her. Trying to milk the bar whores udders.
Megan giggling, and hiccuping, before passing out.
With the brat sisters equally drunk, pickled, and placed into barrels below.
To keep them from more mischief for now.
The ship continues out to sea.
Michelle stirs, at the first sounds of battle.
Quickly covering her most intimate area.
Her bare breasts still, exposed, and proudly thrust.
Michelle rushes to the deck of her ship.
An image of fitness and stunning beauty.
Another vessel moving towards them, flying the broken skull of the reivers, firing at them.
Michelle begins to shout out orders.
Her ship starts to maneuver, and return fire.
As usual, finding herself out gunned by a larger vessel.
Michelle starts using her sailing skills.
Among fired cannon shot, and use of her sails.
Soon she leaves the enemy vessel behind. With little damage to her own ship.
Still, the poorly built ship. Would not be able to continue taking damage of any kind this way.
She needed Storm to succeed. She needed the Southern Cross!!
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Pt H Heading to battle pt C
It was starting to work, like a game of chess.
The various fleet ships, moving here and there.
Hidden coves, secret waterways, and passages through island groups.
Now and then, the black fleet, arriving in force, doing damage.
Other times, the pirates would surprise the enemy fleet, claiming a victory at sea.
Yet the main bodies of the fleets, seeming to miss or avoid each other for now.
Captain Michelle, had been a major part of this from the start.
Now she was simply trying to keep her battered, and older pirate ship afloat.
As another day was dawning. Doubts began to trouble her thoughts.
Had she made a mistake, trusting Storm?
Was he even now plundering her father' ship?
Michelle began the task, of guiding her vessel, from the hidden cove.
The skies over head, grey, and overcast. No threat of a dangerous Storm.
Some light peeking in here, and there. With a few tinges of red.
Almost as if a promise of bloody conflict, soon to happen.
The water gently lapping, against the hull of her ship. Seeming to try and whisper secret's of the sea to her.
A light mist, still lazily drifting, along the top of the water.
The mist, helping to keep her ship concealed, until ope waters.
She had taken this ship by force.
Her quest to reclaim her birth right. Her father's legendary pirate ship, and treasure.
A single tear, spilling down her cheek. As memories flood back.
A lover's fingers twining with hers. As Harper joins her, at the deck railing.
Harper, and Michelle's meeting, and union. A tale for her to tell, a different time.
Needless to say. If she ever had both Harper, and her father's ship together.
She would at last feel whole.
The sky staying cloudy, grey wisps floating together. Still not darkening, for a squall.
The hint of light, still showing through. Almost as if trying to show, that hope still lived.
The day starting to brighten, as soon it would be discovered.
As with many famous battles, from the past, and into the future.
The minds happen to think alike. As they choose the ground, they want to hold.
When the battle finally takes place.
Plans, maneuvers, orders, counter orders, as intelligence comes in.
Thunder rolls across the sky, as if a storm was closing in.
"ENEMY SHIPS TO STARBOARD!!" A look out yells.
"Damn it Storm where are you?" Michelle asks, into the wind.
"ALL HANDS TO BATTLE!!" Captain Michelle yells out.
A flurry of activity.
As she begins to maneuver her ship.
Her sexy beaten prize, and officer. Josephine McDonald, also close at hand.
Now helping to relay her orders.
Her pretty eyes, showing fierce anger. As she glimpses the black sails of the reivers.
There were too many, for her to fight alone.
It would be a running battle. Michelle only hoping, that she would find allies close.
As cannon fire roared, and the battle surged on. The ships moving further from land, into the sea.
The water becoming more agitated.
Gunners trying to fire at targets. As the ships rose, and fell along the waves.
The sea, not angry, while at the same time. Not calm either.
The enemy ships slowly closing in. As Cannon shot, splashes closer in the water.
A cheer going up, as shouts reach Michelle's ears.
Her head turning, and a smile, making her face, even more beautiful.
"So be it you bastards, now let's try a more even fight!" She hurls at the enemy.
Slipping from another island passage.
Jessika's Auburn Snatch, was gyrating, and wet for action.
Jessika's red hair, unfettered, and blowing in the breeze.
She was ready for some payback, against the captors of her daughter.
Emma close at hand, yelling out orders to the crew.
Jessika's Snatch was lubed, glistening, and horny for action.
Close by Jessika's vessel.
Jen, Storm's co first officer, also known as Beaten Slut.
Had her own gift, and ship at sea.
Jen's Ass Whipped, was pleasing in every way. To the lovely brunette.
Her ship recently ready for sea. Now sailing, with the rest of the pirates.
Her own command, reward, for her loyal service with captain Storm.
This time, the enemy was not seeing her backside, while fleeing.
The Beaten Slut's Ass up in the air. As it crests another wave of rolling water.
The two vessels, Auburn Snatch, and Ass Whipped, now joining the fight.
Their cannon, joining those of Michelle's ship.
Now it was the Reivers turn, to panic. As the odds no longer favored them.
Beaten Slut whooping with delight. As her Ass Whipped, was showing.
Lil Ms Bs, was not taking any more Reiver bullshit!!
Ships, and wind shifting. Sails billowing, and cannon roaring.
Soon another group of approaching black sails is seen.
Once more tides turning.
Louis Rochelle, former owner of Michelle's ship. Staring with dark lust, and glee.
As his vessel, and group arrive into battle.
Rochelle guiding his vessel, the BackStabber, towards the rear of Michelle's ship.
Along with Rochelle, was the turn coat Lord Treybourne.
His ship, the Magnificent Bastard. Being aimed, directly at Jessika's ship.
Jessika had humiliated him in the past.
Not knowing her preference for lovers. He tried to use his manly charms on her.
She had scorned him in mixed company. Then kneed his crotch, as he tried forcing the issue.
Now the Magnificent Bastard thrust directly towards her.
Treybourne hoping to use the weight of his balls. To fully penetrate her Auburn Snatch.
As he orders for his cannon to open fire.
The battle growing chaotic, and confusing as it seemed.
All ships, from both fleets, had taken harbor or refuge, among these islands.
It had taken months, yet now it was at hand. The grand battle of ships.
To decide which side, would control the open sea.
Soon CatsClaws, with stunning, sexy, long legged Captain Lisa.
Sailing, with buxom, beautiful Captain Tiffany of the Bondage, joining the fight.
More dark sails, heading in as well.
Yet one more buxom, beautiful red haired pirate captain. Alison Rocks, aboard her Leather Lady.
Pirate Megan, swilling rum, and yelling out orders. As BloodStorm advances, with the Leather Lady.
Lovely StarBear, directing firing the cannon to effect, against black sails.
Now the pirates seeming to be taking full control.
Unless something changed, it would not end well for the enemy black fleet.
The fighting furious, as the black fleet tries to disengage, and retreat.
The lovely brat sisters making faces, taunting, and even mooning some of the enemy vessels crews.
Buxom catfighters, like Rama, as well as the buxom blonde duo of Marlies, and Katterina.
Looking to get their firm heavy breasts. As well as their sharp claws, into close up action.
LexiBabe, Candy 123, and many more pirates. Hoping to sink claws into enemy catfighters.
The ships maybe closing soon, that they could start boarding, and fighting up close.
More heavy cannon fire sounding.
The sky seeming to grow very dark indeed now.
The rest of the black fleet had arrived.
Sandy Myers Black Betrayal. Sailing in, with the large, deadly lead ship, of the black fleet.
Bloody Bart's Devil's Black Heart, was now joining the raging battle at sea.
The odds, dangerously now, swinging in favor. To the Reivers, and the black fleet.
The two large enemy ships, turning the tide of battle once again.
The smaller fighting ships with them. Their armada complete.
If nothing changed soon.
The pirates would lose this fight.
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Let's hope Captain Michelle doesn't let you down...
Above all...lets have some fun....
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The Battle pt A
Kayla's Pussypurr was riding gleefully.
Up and down, on the hard shafts of water.
A look of orgasmic bliss on her lovely face. With each rubbing, and grinding of her new joy.
From the first moment, of being given her Pussypurr, by Storm.
She had loved him even more. It seemed he was an expert, at getting her off.
While making her feel loved. As well as very respected and special.
Her new ship shiny, glistening, and enjoying the foreplay.
Ahead a battle was raging. Pussypurr soon to have her own insertion into it.
She was hot, wet, desireable, and ready for action.
As Kayla seemed ready to moan and cry out in ecstasy.
As pleasant sensations and feelings. Seemed to throb down, between her legs.
As she stands on deck, handling her eager Pussypurr.
Smoke was hanging heavy over the water.
The residue, from the fired cannon. Seeming to take the place, of the morning mists.
It had become a dance of advance, circle or maneuver.
Starbear had the BloodStorm's guns blazing.
The lovely catfighter, and ship's gunner. Having her gun crews trained well.
Megan's mascot, moving through the waters.
Now and then one of Starbear's gunners. Launching some cannon balls, for the squid to redirect.
It's tentacles flailing, grass skirt floating around it in the water.
The fighting growing more intense.
Captain Michelle knowing soon she would have to abandon her ship.
It had been first into the fight. Now it was damaged beyond staying afloat much longer.
Ships of the black fleet, closing in.
Soon it would likely be ship to ship combat.
Both pirate vessels, and black sailed Reiver ships. Listing, and smoking, burning, set afire during the fight.
Then among the battle, a cheer going up here and there.
It seemed as if by some miracle. From out of nowhere, more pirates had begun to arrive.
Kayla's Pussypurr began causing havoc, among the enemy fleet.
She simply was not armed heavily. Yet she was out running, and maneuvering everything else on the water.
Black sailed ships, trying to fire, change course and attack.
Finding themselves hitting or running into each other.
As Kayla was to them, and her Pussypurr climaxing past them. Leaving them spent, and dazed, from the sensation.
Kayla's vessel, giving many of the embattled pirates. A much needed pause in action.
As more of the enemy fleet, began trying to handle her Pussypurr.
Kayla seeming to find release. Her Pussypurr squirting past them.
The sound of heavy cannon, began coming closer.
More ships joining the fray.
Pirate hearts began to rise, hope surging.
Princess Mila's Revenge was heading in, sailing a pirate flag.
Milla Jovovich had her ship. Heavily armed, and joining the pirates.
The Black fleet starting to try and shift, to cover this new foe.
Kayla having been the distraction. As the heavier ship made it's approach.
Michelle unsure, as it seemed the Revenge's cannon echoed themselves.
The sound of her guns, making more noise, than one ship should be able to offer.
Michelle's eyes widening. Her heart soaring, beating rapidly.
As some of the overhead clouds part.
A ray of sunlight spears down, through the gap in the clouds.
Now sailing out of the Revenge's blocking view.
The light strikes, and illuminates the symbol, in it's masts.
It was the Southern Cross, found, afloat, and sailing to her rescue.
The battle in no way decided.
Still, with the cannon of both Mila's Revenge, and the Southern Cross joining the pirates.
Now the fight, was theirs to win.
Captain Storm, seeing the distress of Michelle's vessel.
Signaling to Milla, he begins calling out orders.
Milla moving to engage some of the larger ships of the black fleet.
While Storm, honors his word, and pledge. Guiding Captain Michelle's legacy, closer to her aid.
Several of the ships in the black fleet, sustaining damage. Unprepared for more enemy ships.
The cutthroat leaders, thinking all pirate ships accounted for.
Their own resources fully committed.
Some of the other smaller ships, peeling off, and fleeing.
Many of the crews, superstitious, and fearful.
That seeing the Southern Cross. That her captain, and ship.
Had returned from the grave to strike them down.
Captain Miles reputation, well known among the sailors of the sea.
Now it seemed that a ghost ship, was sailing down on them.
Their courage breaking, sending them fleeing the battle.
Bloody Bart, livid in rage. Making his gunners, fire on some of his own fleet.
The ships now getting almost to close to bring cannon to effect. With out hitting each other.
Soon it would be ship to ship, and catfighting to settle it once and for all.
Captain Michelle tries to keep tears from her eyes.
As she launches herself, into Storm's arms.
Her crew rescued just in time. Her captive ship, slowly sinking down into the sea.
Now her feet, stood upon the deck of her father's famous pirate ship.
Now Michelle was a grown woman. No longer a little girl, sailing with her father.
She was on board, the Southern Cross.
Soon it would be fully hers. Her inheritance at last realized.
Captain Storm's crew manning it.
With it being in the heat of battle. She knew now was not the time to stake claim.
He had honored his word. If they won out, it would be hers.
So now she began sending her own rescued crew. To bolster, and aid his.
Sandy Myers stood at the command of her ship.
The Black Betrayal, moving in on Jessie's Auburn Snatch.
Sandy wet, from sea spray. Her breasts bared, glistening and heaving.
Sandy wearing only her skin tight pants, and heeled boots.
The material of her pants, wet, and clinging to her skin even more firmly.
They moved, and seemed to be part of her.
They also made her feel, aroused, and sensual during battle.
One hand caressing the spandex material.
The other, longing to get her fingers, on Jessie's Auburn Snatch.
Kayla's Pussypurr, circling, trying to aid her mother.
Sandy, and Bart's ships staying close together.
The Devil's Black Heart, moving closer, to the Southern Cross.
The respective leaders, now about to decide. The main part of the battle.
Princesses Mohua and Ragini, standing weapons in hand.
The duo ready to defend Storm, as they spy rival swordsman. Darko Castillo, and his fighters.
Moving closer, towards the Southern Cross. On the deck of Bart's ship.
The duo shouting to Megan.
Pirate Megan soon having the BloodStorm angling in as well.
Almost as if in a dance.
The ships had begun pairing off or moving into groups.
Now it would be time, to fight for pirate freedom, on the open seas.
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Its once again wonderful to see more from my friend...one of my mentors....storm...
Let's hope Captain Michelle doesn't let you down...
Above all...lets have some fun....
Thanks for sharing...
Glad to see your keeping a weather eye out ..
As you see, things moving ahead quickly now!!
Also hope you will see ... Keeping my promise to you .. Sorry it has taken so long!!
Storm
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The Battle pt B
It was chaos at sea.
Yells, screams of battle, amid cannon fire.
Now and then, the sound of ships being pulled fast.
As crews raced over, to attack, hand to hand.
Fawn Lee, had managed to spot Sandy Myers, moving to attack Jessika and Kayla.
The mother and daughter, ships close by each other.
As they join, to face off, against Sandy, and her ships crew.
Swords and other bladed weapons crashed together.
Michelle and her crew, now safely aboard the Southern Cross.
Her captured ship listing, and slowly sinking behind them.
Becky Stroud, and Lexibabe working at leg sweeping opponents.
Then leg scissoring the breath from them or simply choking them out.
Pulling their rivals, into more private space. With punches, and slaps.
Then putting them away, before finding more.
Marlies, Katterina, Rama, the lusty, busty trio.
Claws raking enemy chests. Large firm breasts, then slamming into them.
As they thrust their firm impressive girls, into less capable tits.
Punches, tits, and clawing. Two blonde goddesses, and one dark haired temptress.
Pirate Megan was catfighting, one eye patch down, then the other.
More than one Reiver finding out this day. She may not be the largest lady in the catfight.
Still she had one of the largest hearts. Not to mention, with the right amount of rum.
a very fine tiggy bounce, with claws, and a tiggerish grin.
She was dealing out scratches, claws, punches, and pain.
Not to be outdone. The Brat sisters combining, to hurt, and humilate.
Taking it to the enemy Brat Sister style. Pantsing, pinching, and punching the enemy.
Nothing as painful. As being stripped, spanked, and smacked. By a giggling, mischief making Brat Sister.
Lil Sara, and Laurie Breeze, causing havoc among the enemy fighters.
Sadie was snacking, snarking, and slut bashing. The lovely young pirate. Still glowing, from being chosen.
To help navigate, to the legendary Southern Cross.
Not to mention, spending time, with some major pirate babes.
Sadie was charting new ways, to kick enemy catfighters asses.
The timely use, of a foreign object, not hurting now and then either.
Serena, and Shania turning heads, with their beauty, and sex appeal.
Before turning them back the other way. With slaps, claws, and punches.
As stunning and gorgeous as they are. The ladies could claw, and catfight, as nasty as needed.
Captain's BustyTiffany, and LisaFights, working well together.
Lisa's long legs, and sleek figure. Moving through opponents, sending them flying.
Tiffany, platinum Goddess, using her girls, to do even more damage.
Before tying them up. For her to decide what to do with, later, at her leisure.
Alison Rocks, had hearts breaking, and jaws dropping, from her beauty, and sex appeal.
Just before slamming their jaws shut, with her fists, and claws.
Red hair, wafting around her lovely face, in the breeze.
Buxom, fit, and so very fine, in every way.
She was not being a lady or wearing leather. Yet she was dropping some rivals, that dared try, this cherry bomb.
Beaten Slut, was currently anything but. Jen was showing, why she had advanced as a pirate.
To the enemies surprise. Jen, fighting close beside BeatenSuneha.
Suneha sexy, in her silk blouse, and pencil thin black skirt.
They were the ones giving the beatings for now.
Jen showing, she was not taking any BS from the Reivers.
Michelle, was fighting for everything she held dear.
Harper close at hand, her fathers ship, hers to claim.
At times, she was fighting beside her crew.
Now and then even finding herself, fighting back to back, with Storm.
Bloody Bart, making his way onto the Southern Cross.
Siding him, Darko and his swordsmen.
Irene tearing into the enemy catfighters.
More than one discovering, why she was known as IreneCatfighter.
The dark haired beauty, spotting Bart, motioning to the two princesses.
Then clawing, and fighting her way, to Storm's side.
Jessika and Sandy Myers, had begun a breast clawing, face slapping catfight.
Kayla close by, along with Emma.
The duo hitting, clawing and kicking. Any of Sandy's crew, trying to sneak attack Jessie.
The mother and daughter duo. Looking to extract some major payback, from Sandy.
Fawn Lee, drawing closer by the minute to the action.
The sensual assassin, looking to free herself, from her no longer welcome mission.
As seen, by the action. The pirates truly numbered, some of the most beautiful, sexy and capable catfighters in the world.
Chrissssssy, Laurie Catfighter, and Joanne among them.
Catfighters, titfighters, and wrastlers among the skills.
From ship to ship, they began cleaning house, against the Reivers fighters.
StarBear Steph, was easily underestimated.
She was slender, fit, and curvy, in all the right places.
She was very pretty, someone that would be expected at some land lubber. School for higher learning.
Yet here she was, maybe the best damn ships gunner at sea.
A very prized member of Storm's crew.
Not to mention, very skilled, with her fists, and feet, in a catfight.
Steph dropping another rival, with a well placed kick.
Her eyes widening, as she spies Bart, closing in on Storm.
Close by him, Irene, and Captain Michelle, fighting like Hellcats.
StarBear begins calling out to Megan, and some of the other crew of BloodStorm.
The battle on that ship, coming to a close.
The Princesses Ragini, and Mohua quickly gathering some more sword savvy fighters.
Heading to do battle with Darko, and his group.
Megan detailing clean ups, to some of the crew.
Then heading with the rest, to try and aid Storm.
Sarah, the discovered island princess, known as Candy 123. Surprisingly leading the charge.
The lovely young princess, having been discovered and taken in by Storm and his crew.
Now was showing, her willingness to fight. As well as the simple fact.
She now more than ever. Truly was one of the catfighting crew.
Michelle was slightly moving away. Fighting to aid Harper.
Storm clearing a lurking backstabber, away from Irene.
When Bart slams into him, from his blind side.
Storm being sent sprawling, yet recovering quickly.
Avoiding a foot stomp, as Bart laughs, just missing another cheap shot.
"Stay down little man, the sea belongs to the Reivers!!" Bart boasts, and taunts.
Storm rises, not bothering to dust himself off, from the cheap shot.
"I think we both always knew, would come down to this." "You woman fighting, and abusing bastard." Storm states calmly.
"You know, I may even enjoy beating you, as much as I did your whore." Bart replies.
The two begin circling each other.
Both confident in his own abilities. Yet for some reason, both having avoided this confrontation until now.
Maybe both knowing, the one to win. May not escape fully undamaged himself.
That or like two primal forces. They may cancel each other out. leaving neither standing by the end.
With crew from the BloodStorm rushing to give aid.
With Michelle ready to give her all, to keep her legacy, and fathers ship.
Irene, ready to fight anyone, standing by Storm's side.
Things had now come full circle.
Jessika and Kayla fighting Sandy Myers, and her closest minions.
Fawn Lee stalking her employer.
Captain Storm, and Bloody Bart surge forward, and collide together.
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The Battle pt C
Jessika and Sandy had ripped, clawed and torn into each other.
Sandy was wearing her skin tight pants, and boots.
Jessie now fully stripped, nothing even covering her own auburn snatch.
The duo having bruises, and blood from nails, showing on both of them.
Yet maybe due to Sandy attacking her daughter.
Jessie seemed to be holding the most energy. Again tearing into Sandy.
Kayla was wincing in pain, from a larger woman, smashing her tits. Against Kayla's smaller, yet perfect breasts.
Kayla soon evening the score. As the woman backs up, to lunge into her again.
Kayla's nails neatly rake down, along the mounds of both, large breasts. Even scoring one of the nipples.
The woman howling in pain. Even as Kayla lunges into her.
Taking her to the deck of the ship, for a proper beat down.
Pirate Megan had both eye patches raised now.
"NO one attacks the Cap'n, with out answering to me." She states.
Soon joined by Sadie.
The feisty, snarky duo, begin wreaking havoc. On a large scale, surprising for their stature.
Sara, and Breezy, throwing pepper, into enemy eyes. As well as itching powder, down enemy trousers.
The trouble making duo, being bratty, and all that.
Cries of pain, being heard this way and that. After a playful take this, 1,2,3 is heard.
StarBear fighting her hardest.
Just in time, Princess Mohua, intercepts the enemy fighters.
Ragini blocking Darko's path.
Before they would barely be able to handle him together.
Now that his confidence was broken.
One of them was more than enough, to cross blades with him.
While the other princess watched her back.
Their would be no blade strike Storm from ambush.
Storm, and Bart moving, pounding away on each other.
Bloody Bart clearly having the weight and size on Storm.
Yet Storm not backing down. Their simply being to much at stake for them all.
The two fighters faces showing, as telling punches land on one, then the other.
Skin being bruised, and torn. Knuckles becoming aching, and raw.
All across the sea, the battles had begun winding down.
Yet on Jessika's ship, and here on the Southern Cross. Two very important, and deadly battles were taking place.
Captain Alison Rocks, and her Leather Lady. Had whipped and beaten enemy ships, and crews into shape, and submission.
Captain LisaFights Catsclaws, and her crew. Had torn through enemy catfighters and crew.
Captain BustyTiffany 35, and her crew aboard the Bondage. Had beaten, and bound many enemy catfighters.
Captain Beaten Slut, Jen and her crew of the Ass Whipped. May have taken some beatings. Yet they had kicked some ass of their own.
Pirate Megan, StarBear, Brat sisters Laurie Breeze, and Lil Sara. Had done catfighting duty on BloodStorm proud.
Captain Milla Jovovich doing heavy damage with Princess Mila's Revenge's cannon and catfighters.
Many catfighters doing their ships, and the pirates proud.
With all that, the Auburn Snatch, and Southern Cross still were being contested heatedly.
Kayla's heart was racing, as she finished beating the buxom blonde.
Sandy was dropping to one knee, beneath Jessie's assault.
It was looking, as if the fiery red head was going to best her rival.
Even as Jessie began moving in to finish Sandy off.
One of her crew, began slipping Sandy a rapier.
Kayla screaming, as Sandy quickly slashes at Jessie.
A thin line of blood, showing across Jessie's firm, left breast. Jessie barely reacting to her daughters scream in time.
Fawn was now close enough, sliding the throwing spike from her waist band.
Kayla getting in the way, just as she is about to throw.
Kayla rushing to Jessie's aid. Emma calling out, tossing a blade to Kayla.
Just as Sandy rears back, to skewer Jessie.
Kayla arrives, blocking the strike, with her own blade.
Now Jessie steps back, as Kayla and Sandy begin trading rapier thrusts, and parries.
Emma, and Jessie dealing with Sandy's shipmate. Then moving to protect Kayla from more treachery.
Kayla enraged at her recent captor.
Her mother had clawed her. Now Kayla wanted to finish her.
Spying just the right moment, as they move closer to the railing.
Fawn launches the spike, as Sandy over extends on a strike.
Sandy gasps, rearing back opening herself. For Kayla's thrust, through her left breast, and heart.
Sandy being turned, the metal throwing spike in her back out of view.
Blood spurts past Sandy's sensual lips.
As Kayla slides her rapier free. Blood spurts, then streams down Sandy Myers firm tit.
As she staggers, then topples backwards over the railing.
Unlike before, Sandy dead, before she hits the water.
A rousing cheer going up, on the Auburn Snatch. Almost a perfect, pleasing, and wet climax.
Shortly after, an equal cry of dismay, going up from the Southern Cross.
Aching, bruised and bleeding. Storm was still standing up to Bart's onslaught.
Then one of the other nearby ships, bumps into the Southern Cross. Just as Bart launches another strike.
Storm taken while slightly off balance. Is unable to defend against the thrown punch.
It lands with power, and devastating force.
Storm sinking to his knees.
The Reivers now shouting in triumph. As Bart closes in, and begins hammering Storm, with all of his might.
Storm seeming to try and withstand the barrage.
Irene's eyes widening in horror, then shifting to rage.
She had promised Storm she would fight anyone for him.
He had accepted her, protected her, and loved her.
With a primal scream, she launches herself into Bart.
Bart surprised takes a few steps back, as her nails rake at his face and eyes.
Her fists pounding at him. Double sledgehammer blows, from over head.
Then Bart begins to laugh, as he back hands her to the deck.
Storm still kneeling, seemingly spent on the deck. Head bowed, blood being coughed up.
Showing that something had been broken, deep inside his body.
"You sea faring, catty whore." "I look forward to beating, and taming you properly later." Bart threatens Irene.
The memories of his previous abuse, making her huddle into herself, for the moment.
"Yee bastard, you will never touch her again." Storm states.
His head lifting, his eyes blazing. As if new life was thrumming inside of him.
More blood, being coughed up.
As maybe for the first time, in his life of bullying. A whisper of fear, began trickling along Bart's spine.
"Stay down, your beaten." Bart commands.
Then as all eyes watch.
Storm begins to slowly rise.
His heart torn, as he glances towards Irene.
He had promised her Bart would never hurt her again. Now he had just struck her.
"You don't back down, I will kill you." Bart hisses. Even as he takes a step back.
"I be Captain Storm, of the BloodStorm." "The lass, is under my protection." He states, rising to his full height.
At the same time, his body showing some of the damage done.
"You be standing on Captain Miles, now Captain Michelle's ship the Southern Cross."
"Scum like yee, are not worthy to stand upon her deck!!" Storm continues, his rage building.
"I swear by all that is holy, you will NEVER touch Irene again." "Now bring it you son of a bitch!!" Storm hurls at Bart.
Even as he lunges ahead at him.
Bart's heart racing, his mind in panic.
No man he had ever beaten, had ever risen again. Let alone challenged him again.
His confidence shattered, he grunts in pain. At Storm's first assault.
Now the fighting had become brutal, no quarter being given.
This was a fight to the finish!!
As before each blow seeming to become harder, more vicious.
Blood streaming from both rivals.
Eyes glued to the battle, hearts and prayers racing all around.
For just a moment in time. After the massive sea battle.
With gun smoke, and fire still wafting in the air.
It seemed every focus, was on this final fight.
Bart's larger frame, trying to impose his will.
Storm fighting with all his heart, for all he believed in.
His crew, the catfighting pirates all around him, on every pirate ship.
As well as free open seas, for all pirates in his forces, and allies.
Bart tries to head butt Storm.
His eye contact lost, as Storm Lands a solid punch, staggering Bart.
Before he can recover. Storm grasps the larger man in a bear hug.
A cry of vengeance, and primal rage rising from Storm.
As he actually lifts Bart's feet from the deck.
With a loud crack, seemingly tapping into super human strength.
Storm snaps Bart's back.
The deadly bully, woman beater, and bloody black Reiver. Becomes limp, in Storm's grasp.
Bart's eyes becoming glassy, as it is life leaving him. Confused, and unable to understand. How this smaller man had beaten him.
Storm releases Bart. The scourge of pirates, and the sea. Falling limply, and dead to the deck.
Among cheers, starting to rise from the pirates.
Storm staggers, having fought with all of his heart.
Storm falls to the deck of the Southern Cross. Maybe to never rise again.
Some inner strength, driving him to the finish of the fight.
Yet maybe to much damage taken, by a powerful, and deadly foe.
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Oh Yes! Great battle! Captain Storm is my hero!
What a wonderful crew! I'm honored for being part of it! :)
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Oh Yes! Great battle! Captain Storm is my hero!
What a wonderful crew! I'm honored for being part of it! :)
Why Thank yee Serena ....
Here be a few images of the battles ..
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really fun story..and fights storm....proud to be a part of the crew :)
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As Kayla was to them, and her Pussypurr climaxing past them. Leaving them spent, and dazed, from the sensation.
Kayla's vessel, giving many of the embattled pirates. A much needed pause in action.
As more of the enemy fleet, began trying to handle her Pussypurr.
Kayla seeming to find release. Her Pussypurr squirting past them.
Oooh, Stormie, your play with words in these latest 2 parts are clever, funny, and very sexy! You made my pussy purr - LOL! :P ;D ;) Mmm, also loved skewering Sandy, and setting Jessie free! :D :-*
hugs
Kayla
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Pirates 3 final chapter ..
The waves had begun to slow, the sea growing less restless.
Some of the ships still burned, part of the aftermath of the battle.
The pirates loosing some of their own ships.
While taking several more captive.
The sky, still mostly overcast, and grey.
Small pin holes of sunlight, breaking through now and then.
The pirate fleet, for the most part, ready to celebrate.
The victory at sea. As well as winning their freedom, from the plots of Sandy Myers, and her black Reivers fleet.
Now the cost, slowly becoming evident.
As lost comrades, and casualties in pirate crews, and ships, began to be known.
On the deck of the Southern Cross. Captain Storm lay bloodied, and still.
The fight, against Bloody Bart. Taking all of his strength, and heart.
Even when he should have stayed down.
He rallied, to protect Irene, and the pirates he loved so much.
Pirate Megan was kneeling by his side.
Tears streaming, down her lovely face. Megan trying to offer Storm.
Some of the rum, she had swiped from his private supply.
"Please Cap'n, wake up." "I promise never to steal your rum, if you just speak to me." Megan pleads.
Irene also was staying close. When it seemed he had been broken.
She had flung herself, at Bart. Trying to overcome her own fear, of the wicked man.
The black fleet leader, and bully, had injured her badly, in the past.
She had kept her word, of being willing to fight anyone, for Storm.
In return, he had rallied, to protect her, as he promised.
Nearby the Brat sisters, could think of no mischief to cause.
Storm at times, maybe should have thrown them off his ship. For some of the antics they got into.
Yet he kept them, and loved them as part of his crew.
StarBear Steph wanted to kick something or blow it up, with her cannon.
Candy 123, the princess Sarah, was at a loss. When it seemed no one cared for her.
He had taken her in, accepted her with out hesitation. She had become one of the crew.
Sadie was crying softly. Offering to chart him a map and course anywhere. Even sharing her favorite snacks.
If he would simply open his eyes, and rise, to hug her once more.
Kayla's Pussypurr, was desperately, trying to maneuver, through the ships, to the Southern Cross.
She had been through so much with Storm. Her heart shattered, if the reports where correct.
They had won so much this day. Yet the cost, seeming to be to high for her.
Jessika, feeling her own heart tearing, for her beloved daughters loss.
Through out the fleet, and on deck. Hearts ached, and tears flowed.
The catfighters, having stayed tough, and strong through battle.
Now unsure, of what needed to be done next.
Captain's LisaFights, and BustyTiffany, learning, through signal flags, between ships. That storm was down.
At the angry gazes, and dangerous oaths. Some of the captured prisoners. Began to feel their lives to be in danger.
Captain Michelle stood numb on deck.
She had come through so many trials.
Her father's legacy, now in her grasp. Her quest a success.
Yet tears spilled from her eyes, as she slowly shook her head, in a negative manner.
All she had been fighting for, now laid at her feet.
Yet the victory seeming so hollow now. "It was not worth the price." She softly states.
Her gaze going from Storm's still form. Out over the sea.
The pirate ships damaged or ablaze, sinking down, beneath the waves.
A soft mist, slowly drifts across the water top.
Slowly it lifts, and glides up over the side rail.
The mist seeming to grow thicker, as it gently wraps, and twines around Michelle.
Almost as if an embrace.
As her eyes take note, she can no longer see anyone else on deck.
Michelle looks up. To find her father Captain Miles standing before her.
A light bluish glow, eminating from or around him.
"You have done well, the ship and treasure is yours." "I am proud of you my daughter." He tells her.
"It is too bad about Storm, he was honorable." "He did not even take one single Spanish doubloon, from your ships hold." He ads.
His eyes watching her, his posture patient, and waiting.
Michelle's arm goes out, sweeping across, as if to take all of it in.
"Not like this, it's so hollow, the treasure means nothing, at this cost father." She replies.
Michelle wondering if she would ever feel whole inside again.
"Would you give it all up?" "Give this all away, to make a difference or a change?" He asks.
Michelle not even hesitating or taking time to think. "Yes, if I could only make some of this right, I would." She states.
Captain Miles smiles at his daughter.
"Then my dear, wonderful Michelle." "You have learned maybe the most valuable lesson, I can share with you."
"Pirate treasure, and stolen riches and gold." "Can never take the place of true friends, and loved ones in our heart."
"If it does, then you become just like Bloody Bart, soul less and despised by all." He continues.
Michelle wondering, why no one else seemed to see or hear them.
Captain Miles granted this private time with her.
"Then so be it daughter, behold their be more than one secret, to the Southern Cross." Captain Miles states.
A smile lighting up his face.
As they both watch, the mist parts.
Even more, above them. A large patch of the clouds open up.
A bright shaft of sunlight, breaks through.
It hits the upper mast sails.
Then a dazzling light, begins to shine down, from the golden cross.
The light begins to envelop Storm's still form.
Gasps of surprise and awe begin to be heard.
Kayla and Fawn rushing over, as they finally have made it on deck.
To stand with the rest.
As the light bathes over him. Storm's injuries, and bruises begin to heal.
The light then growing so bright, none could look at it. As he seemed to disapear into it.
Then as it breaks apart, his chest begins to rise and fall again.
Tears of heartache, and anguish, began to change to those of joy.
Irene, and Kayla helping him up.
As Megan gives a lil Tiggy squeal of delight, and slams into him hugging him fiercely.
"Don't scare me like that again Cap'n!" She admonishes.
Then more shouts and cheers begin to rise.
Cannon fire is soon heard. Yet this time it is a salute to good news.
Michelle stands facing her father.
"I wish more could be done, for more of those injured." He begins.
The power will only work." "When someone has been honest, and true to their word."
"The ship and treasure in her hold is yours." He ads.
They move together, and share one warm embrace.
"Oh don't worry, I have a larger treasure trove hidden, somewhere else for you to find."
"I may like Storm, but I was not going to tempt him that hard." He says, during the embrace.
"I am so proud of you Michelle." "I love you, and will be watching over you." He ads.
Michelle has enough time, to reply her love back.
Then the mist, and Captain Miles were gone.
The crews began to celebrate, while searching for missing or wounded pirates.
The Captains, maintaining their ships.
Captains LisaFights, BustyTiffany35, Alison Rocks, Jessika, Kayla, Beaten Slut Jen, Milla Jovovich.
Princesses Ragini, and Mohua, would be given one of the captured vessels. They would clean it up, make it theirs.
Then after naming it, Star of the East. They would head to waters closer to their home.
While StarBear was firing cannon, to Megan's pet mascot. Letting it toss them, into hopeless wrecks, fully sinking them.
Megan and Sadie were sneaking away, with some of Storm's best ale.
They would share it with him later, along with some of Sadie's snacks.
It would be later, that her aquatic friend, would belong to history.
Megan naming him, SpongeSquid juggle pants.
Captain Michelle would join the celebrations on BitchSlap island.
Some crew changing ships. Hers being filled out, ready to sail.
Candy 123 deciding to head out with her, for a time. Maybe discovering her island home.
"All right you sluts of the Spanish Main." "Let's make sail!!" Michelle cries out.
As Harper, Josephine, and her crew. Begin yelling out Michelle's orders.
As the Southern Cross, sails from out of legend. Back onto the shining seas.
With so many awesome pirates, catfighters and captains.
Truly it is a pleasure and an honor.
To say yoooooo hooooooo set sail, a pirate's life for me!!
A story told that can't be real. Somehow must reflect the truth we feel.
Make life your treasure Fade away!
Eight miles high, about to fall
And no one there to catch you
Look for the sign, the time
The sign of the southern cross, yeah
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Such a wonderful story storm...thank you allowing me to be a part of it...
and as I set sail with my new ship and crew...I'll always remember you made it possible...
The Captain is off to an adventure very soon...stay tuned...I suspect you'll pop up in it somewhere...
Thanks again!
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Wonderful finale, Stormie, for a true epic of amazing proportions, featuring so many over such a long period of time! :P :-* ;)
hugs
Kayla
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Jessie, Michelle, Kayla ...
Ladies thanks .. May be something for pirates soon.
Just not anything this long or epic.
Storm
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This makes the Pirates Trilogy of stories