[stormbolt7]

AHOY!!!!

Here it be mates and lasses. Showdown time, head to head between FIGHTINGLISA .. and BUSTYTIFFANY35 !!

They fought to a draw, in the opening poll, now which lady truly wins and becomes Captain of the CATSCLAWS??

Captain Storm.

[stormbolt7]

HERE be wanted posters on both Pirate lasses for you to view, to help make up your minds!!

I think both look great to me   argggggg!!

[BustyTiffany35]

Mmm..I have you alll to myself now..just the way I like it..Oh, you're exactly the wild cat that I hoped you'd be, and you're proving to be even tougher then i anticipated. Gonna enjoy this quite a lot, sweetie. I'll let you start things off, don't really have the time to write something now, but I'll follow your lead later on today.

And I'm not planning on making you my first mate when I beat you, either. Got better plans for you, babe I'm gonna finish what I started, whip your butt and tie you up

[LoveSexyJobbers]

Lisa is always ready to go , Tiffany looks like she's already shackled for her punishment

[BustyTiffany35]

(Hmm, on second thought, I think I'll go first )


*Eyes narrowing, breathing low and heavy, glaring at you with a feral expression on my features. Soaking wet, covered in mud and sand, and losing strength and energy fast, I remain focused on taking you, my will to dominate my rival pirate overwhelming all urges to back down and tend to my wounds. All around us, the other pirate women lay strewn about the beach, unconscious or reeling from the savage war waged over the shoreline. I lick my lips and toss my wet bangs back away from my fierce eyes, settling up on my knees as I pull on the ropes in my hands.*

"Just you and me, baby.."

*I hiss quietly, watching you carefully..then, before you can reply, I lunge at you. As I close in the distance between us, I throw the ropes at your face. You instinctively catch them, but I meant for that to happen, as a means of distraction! My main goal is revealed as I go low, aiming to plow into your mid-section with a shoulder tackle, hoping that I have enough strength left in my reserves, and that you're sufficiently weakened enough, to take you down into the sand..*

[charlie41]

Got to go with RED !!!

[Wrestlerjunkee]

GO TIFFANY!!

[w3501]

Tiffany, are you familar with the British Navy tradition known as keel hauling, if not I believe Lisa will be available to show you how it is done.  Please take a deep breath.

[Kylara]

I like Lisa in this one...

[stormbolt7]

AVAST ..... now so you don't think I be a cruel Captain ...

Lisa and Tiffany were gasping for air, bruised, covered with sand, sweat and salt water.
I looked at both of them, as the regular crew helped the other fifteen ladies to shade, and comfort.

I can not help but look with pride, at these two lovely, and willing Pirate catfighters. I wish at the moment I did have another ship, yet for now they would have to continue if they could.
No Pirate crew would follow a captain that had not won her ship in battle.
I yell at a few of the crew standing about exchanging wager money from the opening battle.
"BELAY THAT you lazy swabs, before I have yee keelhauled, and left for the fishes!!" "Fetch me fresh water, and fetch it now, these fine shipmates need tending to." I tell them.
They jump to it, running into each other, as maybe I decide Mandy, and Lexi, to get their berths.

I help Lisa, and Tiffany to the shade, as the buckets be brought. I begin to use some clean rags, to wet, and begin wiping their brows, and the sand from their lovely faces. Giving them some from another bucket to drink.

The water fresh and cool, from an inland spring.
I see they get to recover a little, seeing if they want to gnaw on some light vittles. Then a shot of rum.
"Ladies that was a hell of a fight."
"If yee wish, you may strke your colors and I will think none the less of you." "Yet if you want that ship, I am afraid you have to finish this fight."
"Lisa be yee ready to continue?" I ask the long legged red head. She makes a face, from some pain or bruise as she sits up fully. "Let me at her." Lisa replies.

"Tiffany you able to go on lass?" I ask the voluptuous platinum blonde."
"It is my ship, and she is in the way." Tiffany replies.

"So be it, then there is nothing left to be said." "Ladies have at it!!

Captain Storm

[13065]

I voted Captain FightingLisa!

[Wrestlerjunkee]

LoveSexyJobbers and Charlie thank you for cheering for me. Junkee one day maybe I'll prove to you I can fight, I'll keep trying. Frankie and Pete thank you for voting. Hope everyone will participate.
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Storm and the members of his crew stand on the dune watching the last two females able to fight continue their battle. We glare at each other. My lips curl back in a snarl as you comment about it just being you and me. I brush my wet hair out of my face and just manage to catch the heavy rope before it hits me in the face. The air bursts from my lungs as your shoulder slams low into my stomach. Your strong legs driving through the sand as you tackle me low, lifting me off my feet as you slam my back into the sand.

You come down on top shifting your weight on top of me as I buck and twist under you still trying to catch my breath. My right knee digs into your ribs.... once..... twice...then I twist under you and roll you onto your back. I slam my knee into your belly as I roll on top of you. Still holding the rope I slip it behind your back and wrap it around you. Grabbing both ends of the rope while you gasp for breath, I pull tight. The rope pulls your arms into your sides as you struggle under me and I try and tie the knot .
 

Oh I know you can fight, I just think Tiffany is going to win this one!

[Wrestlerjunkee]

Aye, matey, ye be wantin' a bein' a ship's captain and ye dunno where is the gunwales? Guess ye bein' more a fighter than a sailor. Ye be needin' a good first mate or ye be havin' a mutiny on ye hands, fer sure. The gunwales are topside the ship's sides for reinforcement and strength should ye be firing ye cannons. See illustration.


Now where they bein' on Miss Tiffany? Good question. Would say right about the upper tit level assumin' 'er nipples be 'er cannons. Big cannons at that, could poke ye eye's out.

Now get on with it, take ye sword out of ye scabbard and lop 'er hair off with it. Not wantin' a bein' usin' weapons to dispatch the wench, then use ye hands to rip it all off!

Yo ho, yo ho A Pirates Life for Me!!!!!

[BustyTiffany35]

Also wanted to send out a quick thanks to everyone who voted for me here, and on the other Pirate poll! I'm enjoying this quite a bit, and Lisa's proving to be such a wickedly fun opponent!
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"Nnghh..noo..stop..you, wench!"

*I'm only beginning to regain my breath when I realize, with much horror and humiliation, that this redheaded harlot is on top of me, wrapping MY ropes around my arms, shoulders and breasts. A gasp escapes my gaping mouth as you pull tightly on both ends of the rope, drawing my arms to my sides and slightly behind me, rendering me helpless! I writhe beneath you, my head shaking from side to side, my hair tossing about wildly, spilling over my face as I squirm. I watch as you tie a knot to my heavy ropes, unable to prevent you from doing so. The ropes are heavy and the knot securely tight, leaving no chance for me to use my arms at all. With the right amount of wiggling, I can break free, but that will take time, something that I just do not have with you straddling me. However, my legs are still free, and I desperately formulate a new plan. With a sudden burst of energy, I launch my left knee into your ass as you lean forward! The unexpected blow causes you to jerk forward and flop over my bound and prone body, your luscious breasts pressing over my face. I immediately clamp my teeth down onto your breast, giving your tit a sharp bite! My teeth tears at your thin blouse, and leaves a small mark over the smooth skin of your mound, just beside your nipple, and I watch as you snap back, away from my mouth, to kneel upright over my waist. At this point, I arch my back, and launch my right leg up, my knee connecting with your upper back! The kick is enough to send you rolling over me this time and immediately I roll onto my side and begin writhing and wiggling, working quickly to try and untie myself. Just a little bit more..almost, there..*

[BustyTiffany35]

*Laying in the sand on my side, still writhing and struggling with the ropes wound so tightly around my upper body..I shoot you a glare, hissing loudly over the crashing of waves and the hollering of the other mangy pirates along the shore.*

"How dare ye' touch my exquisite breasts! Let alone truss me up like this..this rope is meant for you, harlot!"

*I rise up onto my knees, but as I shift my hips and shoulders to loosen my bonds, it is then that it all sinks in. The exhaustion from the tense struggle, the fatigue from being slapped and tackled, the burn of my scalp from my thick, flowing hair being pulled so often..I breathe in deep, my eyes training on you, and only you. And while a deep boiling hatred burns in the pit of my core for you, I cannot deny how vicious, how unrelenting, how much of a worthy adversary this crimson vixen truly is. I can barely react as you get to your feet and lunge forward. I get to my feet just as your hands sink into my hair once more, capturing me, drawing me close to you. The ropes have barely loosened and for the moment, I am yours. I stare at you with defiance flashing brightly in my eyes while you hold me tightly and smile wickedly. Suddenly, I thrust my knee upwards, hoping to smash it into your belly--*