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It is roughly analogous to the word pussy and is used in this manner. None of my research revealed a similar term that is congruent with the time period of this story, which is late 17th century. If any of my readers know of a less anachronistic term I would greatly appreciate them writing. - C.T. ] ***** The Lady Abigail Rodgers stood at the rail of the sloop of war HMS Indomitable. She was a small woman with flaxen hair and pale blue eyes. The dark dress she wore made her appear even smaller with its wide skirts and voluminous petticoats. She was the very picture of an English Lady out to get some air on a long voyage, but this was no pleasure trip. Each passing moment the fast little ship was carrying her towards an uncertain fate. The deep azure blue of the Atlantic had already given way to the bluegreens of the shallower Caribbean. Soon St. Eustacius will be in sight and not long after that the end of my world, she thought bitterly. Even the sea seems to pity me. Why must my father do this to me? Her father was the Governor of the tiny island and had arranged a marriage for her. Abigail and her father had never been close. He was a cold man, stubbornly prideful and very ambitious. When her mother had died in an outbreak of the plague he had left his only daughter in the care of her grandparents and gone over seas. Abby had been seven at the time and was now a beautiful young woman of nineteen. She did not know him, save for the infrequent letters she had received over the years. She had grown up under the care of her grandparents at a small estate in Yorkshire called The Brambles. Her grandfather had been a vigorous man in his early fifties and had made the family fortune privateering in the Caribbean during one of the many protracted wars between the colonial powers. He had returned to the islands after her grandmother died and Abigail finished her schooling with an aunt in France. She could still remember crying as she left the old manor house, grief over her grandmother's death, her grandfather's departure and the selling of the old estate to strangers all mixed to form one of the saddest days of her life. Now her wedding day would take the place of that day she feared. She was betrothed to a most horrid little man, the scion of a wealthy family on St. Eustacius. Sir Gerald Abercrombie had come over to personally escort his pretty bride back home. He was a vain, shallow, arrogant man in his mid thirties. Thin and short with milky white skin and a black scraggly beard that grew in patches on his heavy jaw he looked less like a man than one of the mangy hounds her grandfathers neighbor used to keep. He was an odious toad in Abigail's opinion and the lecherous stares he gave her left little doubt that he was anxious to truly claim his bride. Abigail felt her stomach turn just thinking of physical contact with the man. Her father had no concern for her as a person, for her likes or dislikes. She felt that to him she was nothing more than a pawn to be used to gain advantage for himself as he tried to be elevated to the peerage. She would not be allowed to marry for love and after nearly three months in Gerald's company Abigail had come to believe she would never love any man. The members of the crew were all animals, scum taken from Liverpool's docks and jails. They had seemed nice a first but she had quickly realized they wanted her for the same reason Gerald did. The captain was a fat man, pompous and prideful. He
seemed to have more interest in polishing the many brass buttons on his Royal Navy waistcoat than he did in any of the day-to-day things on his ship. Her entire trip had been one of fear and aching loneliness. Her dismal reverie was disturbed as her betrothed exited the small cabin he occupied and approached her. He wore his sailor's outfit today, the white shirt open to reveal a shrunken chest covered in a patchwork of hair. Lace decorated the cuffs and collar, and the breeches were of velvet. Abigail cringed as she imagined his body close to hers and she looked around quickly, hoping for someone nearby to talk to, anything to avoid him. "Sail Ho!" the sailor in the crow's nest called out. The crossing had taken nearly three months and all heads turned towards the distant spec curiously. Gerald went to speak to the captain, mercifully sparing Abigail his presence. She stayed at the rail, watching the spec slowly grow, first to a sail, then to a toy sized ship and finally to a majestic Barque built on the Spanish model. It was beautiful to behold as it danced across the calm sea leaving a frothy white wake behind. The lines were clean and sleek and for a moment she was reminded of the hunting hounds Lord Tort kept on his estate in France. The ship was definitely a runner, built for speed. It was carrying full sail now, the white cloths filled with the gentle breeze that Indomitable had been fighting all morning. She flew the Dutch flag, which Abigail found curious, since the Dutch usually used fat, squat trading vessels. All hands were watching when the Dutch flag came down and another was raised, a red flag with a black bird of prey on it. Abigail was trying to make out what kind of bird it was when a horrified shriek behind her announced "It's Black Lissa!" She recognized Gerald's panic stricken voice as the sailors exploded into action around her. Black Lissa? She thought. The notorious pirate? The one they called the Queen of the damned? Even in her sheltered life in England, and later France, Abigail had heard of Black Lissa. She was Spanish or French, no one knew for sure. Brought over to be a "companion" to a Spanish Governor she had been taken by pirates when the ship she was on had been seized. She had proved to be more than the pirate captain had bargained for and killed him when he came to claim her. She was a classically trained swordswoman, and had killed several crewmen before the others backed down. By some obscure rule of pirate etiquette she had become captain. For the last three years she had been the scourge of the Eastern Caribbean, raiding as far as Trinidad in the South and Bermuda in the north. Horror stories of the way her crew brutally dispatched prisoners vied with stories of how she took captured women to her bed as a man would in the lurid press of the times. Abigail discounted much of what she had heard; no one person could have done so much mischief in so short a time, in her opinion. Still, men spoke the name Black Lissa with a dread that only Lucifer could rival and she had certainly killed many people. Abigail felt the cold fingers of fear clutch at her heart. She made her way amid the chaos to where the Captain, Mate and Gerald were holding a heated conversation. "We will stand and fight," the Captain said. "Fight? You idiot! That's Black Lissa!" Gerald nearly screamed. His face was ashen, the small bit of
color drained from it, and he was obviously terrified. Abigail thought she had already seen the worst in him, but he was more afraid than she was and it sickened her. "Quite right, and that is why we will fight. This is a ship of the line and she is a wanted pirate," "She has the deadliest, blackest crew at sea! This ship stands no chance against her. You are supposed to see me safely to St. Eustacius, or have you forgotten?" Gerald whined. The fat captain got mad then and struck Gerald with a backhanded blow. "This is a ship of her majesty's fleet, not your private yacht! Man the cannons!" he roared. Gerald ran screaming to his room as the first shots were exchanged, totally forgetting Abigail in his panic. She watched the battle from the rear of the ship, not sure whom she wanted to win. If the ship were lost she would be in the clutches of pirates, but what could they do that would be more loathsome than marriage to Gerald Abercrombie? She thought. The battle was short and brutal; the Indomitable exchanged a broadside with the pirate ship as the two passed. The guns roared and a thick grayish smoke obscured everything, but Abigail was sure that neither ship had sustained much damage. She felt her pulse quicken and the thrill of it all nearly overwhelmed her. The pirate ship, called the Raven, tacked quickly to bring her guns to bear from the rear. Captain Wilkinson may have been a pompous windbag, but he was no fool, he ordered his own ship to mirror the pirate's turn. This kept the sloop ahead of the Raven and thus out of her main gun's deadly arc. It did not, however; protect his ship from the lethal fire of the cannonade mounted on the pirate's forecastle. These small cannon blasted the sloop with a withering volley of shot that left several crewmen down. Their bodies were shredded and had great holes torn in them. The screaming was frightful and when the blood began to run through the scuppers Abigail turned her head and vomited. The sloop was smaller and faster, but the wind was with them and the barque was able to keep up with them using her extra sail. A second volley of cannonade killed more of his men and Captain Wilkinson ordered the sloop to heave to. Apparently he planned to tack back across his track and brave a broadside from the barque. Once clear the little sloop would have advantage as the barque would have to fight upwind, something she could never hope to match the sloop in. As Indomitable tried to tack grapnels shot out from the Raven, men jumped to cut the lines with axes, but the pirates kept up a deadly fire on the rails with muskets. Unable to break the lines, the sloop lost steerage and was dragged inexorably closer to the pirate ship. Abigail moved to the far rail, hoping she would not be shot by accident. "Prepare to repel boarders!" the fat Captain roared over the noise of battle. His men all armed themselves and waited. When the two ships crashed together a flood of humanity washed over the rails. Abigail watched in horror as the pirates swarmed on board. They were a motley collection of men, dressed in outlandish clothing. There were tall men with blonde hair from Scandinavia, short swarthy men from the Mediterranean, even a pair of giant Negroes. Every race and country seemed to be represented in their company and they were all brandishing swords, pistols, billhooks or even more fantastic weapons. The crew of the Indomitable was outnumbered, but suffered from an even greater handicap. Black
evil men on the high seas. The pirates looked as fearsome as their reputation and the battle was short and relatively bloody where those men who chose to fight made their stand around the forecastle. Cap'n" "Nay. A grizzled old man grabbed Abigail by the arm and practically dragged the dazed Englishwoman aboard the Raven. "Get back ye dogs. She screamed again as she was rolled over onto her back and found the swarthy pirate on top of her. but remained quiet. but none made any move to voice his objections if he had any. Abigail screamed as he viciously pulled her to the deck.Lissa's crewmen were known as some of the most depraved. but that skinflint Rodger's will probably demand she be examined. It was a woman. ripping away pieces of her petticoats and forcing her legs apart. Around Abigail the Englishmen dropped their weapons and begged for quarter. That changed when a short swarthy man boldly stepped forward and roughly grabbed a handful of her hair. we wasn't gonna hurt her." one man volunteered "Fools. She wore a black silk shirt that was stuffed into black breeches and tall sea boots. The outfit seemed to cling to her curves. Suddenly a second bloody smile appeared on his throat. "Pete. "Or perhaps one of you would care to argue with me about it?" The men seemed very unhappy. His leering face was ugly and filled with lust. . Unspoiled she will bring us a handsome reward. sadistic. She was terribly frightened. but if she is damaged goods he probably won't even want her back. The figure turned a baleful eye on the men gathered around her. She felt hands all over her then. Are you willing to risk casks of doubloons for a roll with the wench?" The assembled pirates muttered under their collective breath. do I have to do all the thinking here as well as the fighting? That's Governor Rodger's daughter. She was at least six feet tall and her flaming red hair was tied back under a black kerchief. Abigail had never seen anyone so handsome. "Aww Cap'n . Instead of a sash she wore a belt of black leather with a Rapier and dueling dagger hanging from them and a brace of pistols tucked under the belt. and her legs seemed impossibly long and shapely. we just wanted a little sport. but none seemed willing to take her up on that offer. lithe figure hefted the smaller pirate above its head and threw him overboard. Their fearsome reputation unmanned many of the sailors and these threw down their weapons at the sight of the pirates. pulling at her bodice." The Pirate Queen said as she drew her sword." the woman commanded." "It's not like she is going to admit the whole crew had a go at her. individually and in small groups. They leered at her and made obscene gestures that were universal and needed no translation. splashing her bodice in blood. Several wild-eyed men speaking a host of languages confronted Abigail. In fifteen minutes the survivors were all rounded up and the battle was over. as if by magic. Abigail thought. A tall. take her to my cabin and watch the door. He led her into the Captain's cabin in the aftercastle of the ship and closed the door. His startled eyes filled her vision for a fraction of a second and then he was dragged bodily off of her. so elementally powerful and so commanding in her short life. and what a woman.
She had never seen a man naked. God rest her soul. He was always good to me." the old man said with a grin." "Indeed? Then I shall have to go and see the old liar. The room was richly appointed. I knew your grandfather well." Lissa ordered casually. and I am getting to old for this line of work. She strayed to one of the stained glass windows and discovered that it would open and she pushed against it and found herself looking out at the deck of Indomitable. "What on earth is that?" "Damned if I know. God rest his soul. Two small cannon were set up facing outward and Abigail realized that during battle they would be manned like any others. but she has the devil's own temper." another called. but Abigail was surprised at how messy and mismatched it was." "Why would you help me?" "My name is Peter Lewllen and I came here on the Shark nearly thirty years ago. I will do what I can for you. When they stepped back he was naked. the cabin boy and a few others. strip it."Are you hurt?" he asked in a thick Irish brogue. The survivors were in a small group surrounded by pirates." he said as he left through the only door to the room. Ansil. "Can't be a man so it has ta be a woman. A big four-poster bed sat on one wall with a night table and a washbasin beside it. "Now you be a good lass and mind Lissa. There was a heavy sea chest at the foot of the bed and a wooden table with four chairs. Lissa was pointing at Gerald with her sword and speaking. The mate was not among them nor the old cook. and her curiosity over came her reluctance as she glanced between his stick-like thighs. His member was tiny and a bluish-purple color. His skin was even whiter under his clothes and reminded Abigail of a fish's belly." she replied in a whisper. Since I do know I will try to help you. but damned is she ugly. He lives on Manservant now. had the Captain not told us who you are I would have never known. the Captain. "Only one way to find out. but my advice to you is to do whatever Lissa wants and stay out of trouble until your father can pay for you." "The Shark? My Grandfather's ship?" "Aye lass. Gerald yelled and fought weakly as several pirates ripped his expensive clothes from him. She would have expected it of a man's quarters but not a woman's. She recognized Gerald. Its dressed like a woman but I don't see no teats. Abigail wandered around the large room. A writing desk and chair were on another wall with a sideboard that held a crystal decanter and goblets on a silver tray. "No. My grandmother is the one who passed away." one of the pirates jeered. it definitely needed what her grandmother had always referred to as "a feminine touch"." "He isn't dead. it reminded her of the . "It was an ill wind that brought you here lass. She isn't as bad as you have heard.
but not harsh. "Nay. Abigail watched as the men worked like ants. It shouldn't take long for your father to pay the ransom for you. The words were spoken in English with just a trace of a French accent." the pirate remarked at last. In a little under three hours they had stripped the sloop completely. "Enough." "Aye.worms that she had seen floating in puddles of water after a rainstorm and she was sorry she had looked. "Aye. Abigail had never imagined doing anything with another woman. I am in an expansive mood. Soon the beautiful little ship was engulfed in a raging inferno as pitch. who stood there with his hands over his privates. we have to get the booty aboard and get out of here. Put them on the longboats and give them food and water for five days. with just a trace of the harshness returning to her voice. The Captain and his sailors refused to be baited and did not look up from the oars as the swift pirate barque overhauled them and then left them behind. Cap'n" "Now get the loot aboard and fire the ship. she thought. she felt sorry for him. swarming from ship to ship with arms laden. After a while the tall woman spoke again. The eyes were green and deep and the frank admiration in them made Abigail blush. Abigail said a prayer for the men in those boats. at least until I tire of you. Her voice was softer now. She heard the pirates calling out curses and insults as Raven overhauled and passed the two long boats. She had just finished when the door opened and the captain sauntered in." "You wouldn't dare!" Abigail said indignantly. . The pirates all laughed and jeered. "You are far too pretty a prize for the likes of them. She then leaned against the sideboard and stared at Abigail. So the rumors are true. He needs you to marry off to some fat. we are bound for the Tortugas" A raucous cheer went up and the pirates began to haul aboard everything on the small sloop they could use. Abigail watched the sloop from the window as flames began to lick up from below decks." "Should we kill them all?" a burly pirate asked. A thin pirate descended into the hold with a lit torch and came running out to leap aboard the pirate ship as his mates hacked the lines and the Raven began to pull away from her victim. Abigail was a sensitive soul and even though she hated the man. Or perhaps you would prefer it if I turned you over to the crew?" the Captain replied. No one should have to face such humiliation. "What are you going to do to me?" "I think I will take you to my bed. why not? You're a pretty enough lass. still raspy. tar. sailcloth and wood succumbed to the hungry flames. limpdicked heir no doubt. throwing insults at the nobleman. She ignored Abigail and went to the sideboard where she poured herself some of the amber liquid in the decanter.
Knowing that it was a one-way trip to hell she had discarded the idea and realistically assessed the two options that Lissa had given her. I promise you my bed is more comfortable than the hold. but it was only old Pete with a plate of food. Lissa's other hand released her wrists and traced down her arm producing a delicious tingling sensation. and the few experimental kisses with her friends at the academy had been nothing like the exciting kiss of Black Lissa. While it was a blasphemy. On the one hand she could stay with the handsome woman. and she wanted more. Does that make it more of a sin? She thought. The door opened and she started. Her lips parted for a fraction of a second and the other woman's long tongue darted between them. She had been in a state of excitement since the pirate had left her. but Abby held hers tightly together. The pirate put her drink down and with a startling suddenness crossed the few feet between them and pressed Abigail against the wall. but underneath lives the soul of a harlot. The contact with her cunny caused Abby to moan. Abbey wanted to fight. Old Pete's advice had been to do what the captain wanted. Abbey was shocked. she realized that she wanted to feel the tall woman's hands on her again. She was in such a state of emotional turmoil that taking her own life had occurred to her as the only way out. a warm bed and at least some protection from being abused. ---Evening came all to quickly for the captive. but Lissa pressed her thigh between Abigail's thighs. but what if it isn't against my will? God help me. So prim and proper. On the other hand she could be turned over to the crew. You have until then to decide where you would prefer to spend your nights. When Lissa's fingers found her nipple and squeezed Abbey gasped. He placed it on the table . Abigail's own hands went to the pirate's chest. Abby sat heavily in one of the chairs and began to cry. The pirate relinquished her hold on Abby's breast and both of the pirate's hands journeyed down to her rear. but I will be back this evening. The Englishwoman found her hands imprisoned in one of the pirate's and she felt the Captain's hard lips pressed against her own. Lissa pulled away from her as suddenly as the attack had begun and laughed deeply. "You English women are all the same. While she could easily rationalize the choice she made. but it felt wonderful and she was powerless in the larger woman's grasp. The choice seemed very simple." After she left. I have things to do. She felt trapped. She felt the redhead's tongue pressing against her lips. demanding entry. I'm sure I can be forgiven if I'm forced into such a deed. and even ask forgiveness. but as the warm tongue began to explore her mouth she felt herself beginning to respond. The problem was in her feelings. In her sheltered life she had not ever kissed a man. There was no less sin involved in fornication with all those men than there was in lying with a woman. Abigail had never experienced anything like that single kiss with the Pirate Queen. but did he know this was what would be demanded of her? For that matter how far could she trust him? Her grandfather had never mentioned a Peter in his sea stories. Abigail gasped again when Lissa's seized a globe in each hand and dug her fingers into the yielding flesh. it meant decent food.The scriptures forbid such relationships as unnatural and blasphemous. The Captain's free hand roughly seized one of her breasts and began to knead it. As the kiss continued. to push her away. and her arms slipped around the pirate's neck seemingly of their own accord.
The priests had always told her that women were wanton creatures and she was ashamed of the desire she felt. "Is it such a terrible fate? Most of the men in these Isle's would give their right arm for such an invitation. "Are you all right lass?" "No. "Have you never shared your body with another woman?" Lissa whispered. if the Captain is going to tumble you. "For better or worse you are in the Carribs. This isn't genteel society. Abigail shivered again as the warm breath of the pirate was replaced by the tip of her tongue." Pete snorted. "And?" "I will stay with you. She could feel their warmth through her chemise and dress." Abigail rose slowly and moved around the table. "No. never. She felt a strange sensation in her stomach. She felt the captain's breath on her ear. The redhead laughed softly. but then looked at her curiously and stopped. When Lissa gently squeezed them Abby groaned. He seemed totally unconcerned with her plight. The door opened again and the tall pirate entered. but not quite." Abby replied. "Well my pretty." Abigail said hesitantly as she lowered her eyes. a tightening that seemed to be almost painful." the pirate whispered. "Come sit in my lap." "But I am not a man and it's blasphemy!" "Blasphemy doesn't go out here. She sat at the table across from Abigail and drank deeply from a bejeweled flagon. The redhead's hands moved up to cup her breasts.before her and turned to go. Just thinking of it caused her to flush and her breath to quicken. "I somehow thought you would. The pirate turned her chair slightly and opened her arms. and while you may lose your soul. if you try to play it by the good book you will definitely lose your life. She felt herself shiver despite the warm night air. if you want to survive you had better put your bible away. its dog eat dog. She seemed amused by the fear and trepidation she saw in Abigail's expression. "Your skin is so soft. Lissa's arms snaked around her waist and held her tightly. and then those soft yet hard lips on her shoulder." Abigail picked at the food after the old man left. have you decided?" "Yes. you will need the energy." she said. Abigail daintily seated herself in the woman's lap. Abigail found her mind returning to the Pirate Queen and that single kiss. . Now eat up." she murmured. That wicked woman wants me to join her in her bed! What shall I do?" Old Pete looked at her and smiled.
The redhead's hands slid down her sides to her hips. She then proceeded to gently stroke Abigail's cunny." the Pirate breathed and then Abby felt Lissa's lips on her neck. "Yess." Abby groaned "God can't help you now. "No. and soon they were bunched around her waist. She heard herself whimpering pitifully. her nipples felt stiff and ached while her stomach was tight and her cunny felt hot and itchy. she thought. and then to the juncture of her legs. The pirate queen was slowly pulling her skirts up. As the pirate's finger continued to stroke her. Abby thought. A tension was building in her. This is so wrong. starting at the knot in her belly and radiating outward. Abigail's first reaction was shame. Her breathing was ragged and punctuated by small squeaking sounds she had never made before. and then thick heady waves of pleasure pulsed through her. The Captain's fingers on her bare skin sent an electric charge through her and she bit her lip to keep from crying out. Lissa cupped her sex then and pressed in gently with her fingers. Abigail tired to fight the rising tide."Relax then. stiff finger pressed against her slick lips and then into the warm furrow of her slit. That finger is driving me insane. Nothing had ever felt so good in her life. ." the Pirate said with a smirk. If this is sin. Abigail felt like she was about to explode. violently and then cried out as the damn burst and her first orgasm rocked her. Abigail felt one of the pirates hands slide into her waistband. "Oh God. Abby arched her back when she felt those wonderful hands gently pinch her aching nipples." Abby hissed. she thought." "Good God woman. A powerful contraction in her loins set it off. Abby was aware that something was happening to her. then I am doomed. are you a nun?!" Before Abigail could answer the pirate's hands tugged the drawstring on her pantaloons loose. What's happening to me? Her hips began to rock of their own accord in the pirate's lap. Only the thin linen of her pantaloons covered her most precious treasure now. I will show you everything. Abigail was carried away on the tide of sensation and only slowly returned to her senses. The small woman shuddered once. That finger. "You see?" the pirate whispered. sounding incredulous. She blushed just remembering it and then an aftershock rocked her small frame. but the thought fled under the intensely pleasurable sensations Lissa's mouth and hands were causing. and across the luxurious down of her pubic triangle. "Have you never touched yourself there?" Lissa asked. making sure her finger brushed the Englishwoman's clit with each stroke. A long. but that did not last. "Oh!" Abigail ejaculated as the strong bolt of pleasure shot through her. Abby was not sure what to do with her own hands and finally placed them both on the chair's arms to support herself. Abby tried but could not stop them. but it was too much.
The redhead's strong arms around her waist made her feel safe and protected. even when she was sleeping. Lissa smiled and removed her sword belt. Abigail was stunned by the woman's beauty and by her aura of power."That's what your priests are trying to protect you from. she had been so impressed with the woman's skill in removing her clothes she had not even realized she was almost naked. Lissa caught hold of the hem of her shirt and whisked it over her head. the breeches fluttered to the floor and Abigail found herself staring. the tall woman helped Abby out of it and attacked the complicated ties of her petticoats." the pirate said quietly. but no longer frightful. Abigail felt the pirate's fingers deftly undoing the small buttons of her dress. She slowly raised her chemise over her head and folded it. "I apparently meet with your approval. She also noticed a brace of pistols on the night table. The pirate released her and stepped back from her and Abby turned to face her. Abigail cringed when she saw how much damage the pirates had done to the delicate garments.. Abby had never seen another woman's cunny before." was all Abby could manage. placing it over a hook near the headboard. Once it was loosened. Lissa gently nibbled on her ear and Abigail felt that strange. When she turned back to face the pirate she . The small blonde had not been naked in front of another person since she was a child. as well as tingly. but tonight you shall. "I never. apparently the captain trusted her crew none too much. Abby took both boots and carefully sat them at the foot of the bed. even in school she had been very sheltered. but she had known this was coming and had been preparing herself for it all evening. she felt the exquisite relief of her corset and stays being removed. "No." Lissa said with a laugh. how `bout showing me your charms?" Abigail blushed like mad and quickly averted her eyes. like a moth to a flame. "Help me off with these boots. Abigail could easily make out the ribs and the bands of muscle that crossed the tall woman's abdomen. Abigail found herself staring at it in fascination. The captain's upper body was bronzed. Lissa then sat on the bed and held her leg out. Her hips were slim and almost boyish. tightening in her belly. she could not help herself. When she stood in her pantaloons and chemise the pirate hugged her tightly from behind. Abigail realized that the hilt would be close to the woman's hand." Abigail held the toe and heel as the pirate pulled her foot out and then did the same for the other. noting that Lissa seemed amused by this. Once they were removed. like her arms and finely muscled. Her breasts were tiny. The Pirate stood up and led Abigail to the bed where she began the complicated procedure of undressing the English lady. Abigail's eyes seemed to be drawn to the woman's sex." Abigail blushed then. but the fiery red pubic thatch and pouting lips of her sex left no doubt she was a woman.. The Pirate untied the strings at her ankles and then stood and undid the drawstring at her waist. It took a great deal of will power for her to remove the little she still wore. "Quite a bit of digging to get to that buried treasure. almost flat against her chest. The pirate's legs were very long and shapely.
"Gods. woman.heard Lissa's sharp intake of breath. and soon the pirate's mouth traced down the bottom of one breast and along her sensitive tummy. The Pirate's mouth was warm and soft and as her tongue began to flick over Abby's nipple she moaned. "Go on.. but found that she liked it. She was unsure of what to do. "W. This time her lips found Abigail's soft and yielding and her tongue slipped easily into the sweet cavern of her captive's mouth. Abby groaned when Lissa took a tit in each hand and began to massage them. It felt indescribable. The pirate stepped forward and enfolded Abigail in her arms again and bent her head to kiss the Englishwoman.. Lissa stooped. Lissa's praise made her feel so good. She moved lower then. Lissa's mouth trailed down her chest and when it engulfed one of her nipples Abby cried out in pleasure. She knew she should be ashamed. too. What are you doing?" Abby managed. a warm pleasurable feeling punctuated by jagged shocks of a more powerful nature with each caress of the redhead's experienced tongue. Abigail wrapped her hands in the Pirates luxurious hair and held her tightly to her breast. even as it caused her to blush. Her voice sounded husky and breathless." Abigail tried to move. She had never received many compliments and the pirate's admiration was welcome. It was not to be. Abigail wasn't used to someone's weight upon her. but curiously. but her tongue seemed to know and the kiss quickly became passionate and mutual. but the pirate lowered her face and kissed the top of the blonde's slit. "I am going to lick your cunny. With a body like yours how can you be so inexperienced? You were made for pleasuring. "Oh! You can't possibly! That's so wicked!" "Aye." Abigail shyly undid the drawstring and let her pantaloons fall to the floor. When this kiss broke Abby noticed that it was the pirate's face that was flushed. She stepped out of them and stood naked before her captor. The pirate began to kiss and lick her neck and she felt herself getting excited again. picked her up and then fell on the bed. kissing and licking towards the juncture of Abigail's thighs. Abigail's arms twined around the redhead's neck. she thought." the pirate said between kisses. Lissa's hands moved up her flanks to her stomach and then to the domes of her breasts. she wasn't." Lissa exclaimed. Abigail's entire body spasmed and her thighs gripped the pirate's head tightly. Abigail smiled in spite of her fear. my little tart. I hope this goes on forever. her body on top of Abby's. while her hands continued to knead the soft flesh that surrounded them. Lissa moved from one nipple to the other. For a moment she was paralyzed by the shock and Lissa took advantage of it to force her tongue between the slick lips and gently drag it . stopping to nibble at her navel. and you are going to love it.
but not as great as the wish to do it again. Her final coherent thought was God help me. Abigail ceased to fight and rode the waves of pleasure. she fought to keep herself from enjoying it. "I feel wonderful." Abigail moaned. The whole area was covered in the glistening sheen of her juices. She cried out inarticulately as the redhead's tongue danced over her sensitized clit. and glided beneath her tongue easily. but her body didn't care. Abigail felt like she was being devoured alive. Abby found herself looking close up at the woman's sex. but as her tongue returned to the pirate's lips she admitted to herself that she liked it. She was swimming in a red tide of pleasure. In the end she shrieked in pleasure as the bottle burst and her orgasm ripped through her. "Just stick your tongue out and lick. They gaped open to expose the inner folds. Abigail tentatively put her tongue out and licked." "Good. remembered what she had done. She felt the now familiar clenching and unclenching of her inner muscles that announced her climax was near. "I don't know what to do. the pirate's tongue seemed impossibly long and soft. but Lissa did not stop the stimulation and before the powerful contractions had died a second orgasm tore through her. She screamed then." the pirate said." Abby murmured. Abigail continued to lap at the Frenchwoman's slit like a cat. I never want this to end. Abigail remembered the pleasure. one she had never tasted anything like before. she had enjoyed the pirate's blasphemous caress. She knew she couldn't give in to the pleasure without loosing her immortal soul. oblivious to the deeper implications. Lissa was holding her and kissing her eyelids. Her hands clutched at the comforter as the gripping sensations tore at her sanity. the shame was great. "How do you feel?" Lissa whispered. Abby became aware of a strange flavor. Her lips were prominent and a coral color that contrasted with the bronzed skin. "Oh my God. She was doomed now. not sure if she was doing it right. I will make sure you find the right spots. She had . but it felt so good. Lissa's cunny was fat. her mount easily larger than Abigail's own. It was sweet. "No. The pirate's skin was velvety soft. a feral scream that startled her that it could have come from her lips. When she returned to herself she was still on the pirates bed on her back. her mind screamed. Can she do this to me forever? Abigail thought.across Abby's clit. but tangy with undertones of salt. and she lowered herself until Abigail's nose was touching her pubic hair. Abigail was unprepared for the sensation that shot through her body. Her fingers traveled down to pry her sticky lips apart. This is so wrong. which were a very bright pink. She could not believe it." the blonde babbled." "My turn?" Rather than answering the female Pirate disengaged herself and swung a leg over Abigail's head. now it's your turn. Lissa continued to lash her clit and she felt another orgasm building.
but her passage had been unusually calm and Abby had never seen a storm at sea.. Abigail felt like she would drown as her nose and lips were covered in the pirate's copious juices. although when they ate Abby could feel the pirate's eyes on her. she thought. Lissa calmed down and released her head. Abby was too sick to look up and just closed her eyes.. She then grabbed Abby's hair and began to grind her cunny into the Englishwoman's startled face. She drifted off to sleep with Lissa stroking her fine blonde hair. Abigail remembered how good it had felt when Lissa continued as her own orgasm rocked her so she did not stop. but I don't care. The door opened and the storm blew a spray of water in as Lissa entered. Throughout the morning the size of the waves increased and with them the rocking of the ship. Lissa knelt next to her and gently lifted the blonde's head. holding onto the bucket and was so weak she thought she would faint. Lissa adjusted her hips and groaned. Abby watched her through silted eyes. She awoke alone in the big bed on the third morning out.. The room was too dark and the ship creaked ominously. Eventually. Lissa walked to a cabinet on the wall and took out a vial with a greenish liquid in it. She took the pirate's rough words as praise and for the first time in her life she felt like she belonged. just there. "Yes. She hurriedly pulled on her dress and opened one of the windows. she could not seem to get enough of the pirate's cream. There. and soon Lissa's body stiffened and she began to quake. and found the prate gazing at her with pity on her face. Oh! Oh gods. "Yess. She knew something was wrong. her mind in such turmoil she spent the days in a trancelike state or mechanically cleaning the stateroom to keep busy. but leave your tongue out.. she pinched her nose shut. Lissa seemed to understand and initiated no more physical contact.given up on saving her soul and now just wanted to make the pirate feel as good as she had been made to feel.." Lissa ejaculated. Abby was withdrawn and introspective. It may be wrong. She shook as she hugged herself and then slowly uncoiled to stretch out on the bed. She held the jack to Abby's lips and when the smaller woman refused to drink. but redoubled her efforts. Abigail soon became violently ill and vomited frequently into a bucket." she hissed. Lissa fell off of her and curled up into a ball. She left then. She expected some rebuke. but returned shortly with a steaming jack of ale. The horizon was lost in a haze and the sky was the same leaden gray as the sea.. Abby barely opened her eyes. or laughter but all was quiet. She was curious despite her misery. When Abby was . Like that. Abigail licked her lips tentatively and then with more determination.. save for the howling wind and creaking of timbers. "Damn woman! I have been with harlots who couldn't make me feel like that!" Abby moved to the pirates side and smiled when Lissa enfolded her in her strong arms. --Two days of clear weather and smooth sailing followed the night of her surrender to Lissa's caress. Abigail continued to lick.. following the pirate's instruction. By the time the rains began she was lying on the floor. yes. The sea was a roiling mass of angry gray waves. was wanted and was appreciated.
Abby hesitated only a moment and undid the laces at the throat. She felt a knotting in her stomach. She cleaned Abby up with a wet cloth and then picked her up like a child and carried her to the bed. these. Abby had no choice but to swallow. trying to ignore both the weapon and her captor's breasts. She dropped it onto the floor and started to work Lissa's belt. When it gave she gently pushed Lissa causing her to fall heavily into the chair behind her.forced to open her mouth to breathe the pirate poured the warm ale in. Once it was off her shoulders it fell to the floor and lay there in a soggy pile." Lissa muttered. For three long days the storm battered the ship. Lissa protested weakly. Abigail was confused at the woman's reaction. too. it was almost as if she had been embarrassed that Abby had seen her being tender. Abigail ignored her and pulled the silk shirt over the pirate's head. The blonde knelt and removed the pirate's boots and breeches then." she said and stalked out of the cabin. but Abby swatted the pirate's hands away and continued. First she found a semi clean towel and dried the pirate's skin. Abby's seasickness abated. "Rest girl. Abby impulsively hugged her and the pirate stiffened and then stood up straight. The little Englishwoman flinched at the harsh words. but seemed incapable of doing more than slurring epitaphs. "Vous etes une salope" Lissa muttered and tried to pull away from Abby. Now Abby was forced to look at Lissa's body. Lissa murmured endearments to her and gently stroked her hair. The heavy fabric was soaked and it was almost all Abby could do to get it off the tall pirates shoulders. She looked like she was dead on her feet and when she stumbled again and caught herself on the corner of the table Abby ran across the cabin to steady her. she had figure out how to get the taller woman into her bed. leaving her nude. were soaked and she had a great deal of trouble with the knot. and Lissa's breasts were easy to see through the nearly transparent fabric. The tall pirate was soaked to the bone and shivering. but tried to ignore it as she tried to lift the pirate from her seat. even though her stomach protested violently. The wind howled and shrieked and the waves crashed. let the medicine do its work. Abby awoke to sunlight streaming in through the stained glass windows. The white silk shirt was soaked too. She rose and relieved herself and was just straightening her dress when the door to the cabin opened and Lissa stumbled in. Lissa tried to stop her. She could not help but look and to her intense shame she found her eyes wandering to Lissa's cunny. but she slept even through the worst of the storm and when awake she was very drowsy. Abby was sure it was divine retribution and waited for the sea to drag them under with a fatalism that was second nature to her. Sometime during the third night the storm died out. "Arrˆt! Ne pas me toucher!. Abby began to work the heavy brass buttons of her waistcoat loose. The belt came off and Abby went to work on the drawers. but managed to get her arm around the pirate's back and hoist her to a semi erect position. Whatever the captain had forced her to drink it was amazingly potent. "Vous ˆtes une chienne" "I am not a dog! I am trying to help!" .
At least. Abby lay there holding the tall woman tightly and slowly the Frenchwoman began to relax. so feminine without the swords and boots." "Oui. Lissa was shivering even under the heavy blanket and her skin was hot to the touch. Vous l'animal sale. but did not remember when the tall woman rolled over. She examined it curiously. Evening or Morning? She asked herself. je suis!" Abby said matter of factly. Her breasts lay flat against her body with the long thick nipples standing out from the puckered aureoles. her curiosity overcoming her reservations. framing her angular face and softening it. The Englishwoman's eyes traveled up toward the juncture of her captor's legs and the treasure that was exposed there. She was calling out in French now and babbling in a mix of French and Spanish. She looked so soft in sleep. . By the time she managed to let Lissa collapse on the bed Abby was panting. She was lying with her head in the crook of Lissa's arm."Vous filth. Her skin was so soft. her shivering slowed and then stopped as their combined body heat made it almost unbearably hot for Abby under the blanket. She was now lying between Lissa's legs on her stomach. Abby remembered how good Lissa had made her feel when she concentrated her tongue there. Abby crawled into the bed and snuggled up close to the pirate. but it was very beautiful. The thin linen of her chemise did little to block the heat radiating from the pirate's body. standing out prominently from her body. supporting most of Lissa's weight. just holding Lissa close and listening to her ragged breathing. Lissa's hair was a tangled mess. Abby was pretty sure that this was the area where it had felt so intense. This simple statement caused the pirate to stop and then she grinned weakly. Now she found herself drawn to it. allowing the inquisitive English woman to make out soft pink folds of the inner labia. Abby continued to gently trace her fingers around the stiffening nipple until Lissa moaned softly in her sleep. gently moving them open until she could get a really close up view. Abby very carefully pulled the pirate's lips apart and gazed at the bright pink of her most secret place. Once the blankets were off. She held Lissa tenderly and whispered comforting words to the pirate until she seemed to go to sleep. as her finger glided across it. Her outer lips were full and gaped open slightly. Abigail propped herself up on one arm and looked at the woman next to her. for she came suddenly awake to find the room suffused in a dim light. Lissa's mound was plump and ripe. but could not remember what was to be done. Abby carefully crawled between the pirates legs. Their first night together there had been very little opportunity for Abby to really examine Lissa's cunny. Abby lay there a long time. She carefully slipped the blankets off the pirate hoping not to wake her. as well as aroused. Abby knew that high fevers sometimes made people delirious. eventually zeroing in on the clitoral hood. Lissa straightened somewhat and tried to help Abby get her to the bed. At some point she must have dozed off. pushing and coaxing before she finally got Lissa under the heavy blankets. Abby reached out and very gently traced her fingertip around Lissa's left nipple. almost unconscious of what she was doing. Abby staggered towards the big bed. She was not at all sure what to do next. it felt like the finest silk to Abby. Abby took in the sight of Lissa's long shapely legs. Like two drunks they groped their way to the bed with Lissa leaning heavily on poor Abby's shoulder. but decided that she had to stop Lissa from shivering first. Abigail was now curious. It was another two minutes of shoving. with her arms resting on the pirate's thighs. It was impossible to tell. She was not used to such exertion.
Abigail felt strangely. one of the heart's passion versus the ingrained teachings of the head.. Screwing up her courage Abby lowered her face to Lissa's sex and gently ran her tongue along the satiny furrow. Soon she earned what she really wanted. stroking her mound and reveling in the soft feel of her skin. She noticed that Lissa's cunny was becoming damp and a strong. far away expression was on her face. Abby wrinkled her nose causing Lissa to chuckle. When her tongue grazed Lissa's partially exposed clit the pirate groaned and her eyes snapped open. She brought it to her nose and daintily sniffed at it. "I'm sorry. tangier." Abby sucked hard pulling the button completely from its cave and pressed her lips tightly over it. Abby thought.. Abby looked up.." "Its all right ma cher.. She kept at it. Ohhhhh.. Abby started and blushed crimson. go ahead and take your time. little one. I didn't. Abby looked up again to see Lissa's head was thrown back. Lissa shrieked and her whole body seemed to quiver.eyed woman was merely watching her. right there. driving the pirate to a second orgasm and then a third.. less sweet. Somewhere deep inside." The small organ was erect. her eyes closed and a dreamy. "Que est-ce qui a pass‚?" Lissa murmured sleepily. like a pebble coated in oil. Her mouth was watering and she found herself sucking on her lower lip.. She moved her face back and began to lap at Lissa's cunny. She licked at it tentatively producing a shudder from the redheaded pirate. Two days of internal strife worked itself out in two long seconds. Finally Lissa pulled her head away and sat up. dragging the smaller woman on top of her. Abby thought she looked like she was in heaven and returned to her feast. "Oh. Abby remembered the pirate's tongue lashing back and forth over her bud and emulated it. with definite overtones of saltiness. After a while. Abby smiled unsurely and settled back down between the pirate's silken thighs. "Mon Deau!" . smooth and slick. Abby looked intently at the redhead's face." Lissa said softly and spread her legs wide. Abby noticed that Lissa's hips had begun to make small jerking motions. Gods!. "There. moving her tongue frantically as Lissa's hips began to bounce. I. The flavor was different than she remembered. but refused to release her hold on Lissa's clit. a battle was raging. Abby traced her finger along the pirate's lips and found a sticky wetness on her fingertip.. hoping for some instruction. I mean I don't. musky aroma was beginning to become evident. but the green eyes showed no contempt.. but the green. Her fingers gently explored the outside of Lissa's flower.. The little blonde touched the tip of her tongue to her finger and the strong flavor of Lissa's cream filled her mouth. only a tender amusement. Mmmmm yes. for the pirate uttered a few exclamations and then tangled her hands in Abby's flaxen tresses. Abby felt a flood of wetness on her chin. Lissa firmly guided Abby's mouth to her erect clit.. the pirate's sex glistened with the mixture of Abby's saliva and her own juices. searching for more of the magic elixir. a tingling sensation from head to toe and the almost overwhelming desire to touch Lissa. Wrapping Abby in her arms she lay back..
Every night it seemed the Frenchwoman would take her to new heights of passion and Abigail slowly learned to bring her captor as much if not greater pleasure. The party returned with a paper that Lissa read. with a contented smile on her face. cradled to the pirate's breast. but had a kind heart. That night Lissa was demanding in bed and seemed irritated. Abigail had not realized how anxious she had been over Lissa's health. The navigator was a Scotsman named Cavendish who certainly could look fearsome. Abigail watched from the forecastle as the little schooner with the white flag raised took the pirates onboard. She got to know many of the crew and was startled when she realized they were nothing like their evil image. They became fast friends when he discovered she could speak Spanish. In the evenings after dinner she would sew or read. Once the late watch came on Lissa would come to her. After that she would clean up the stateroom and then spend some time on deck watching the men and the sea.Abby lay there. It grew from a bit of cleaning to a major project. She woke each morning to go help the cook get breakfast ready for the crew. She made several changes. He was not a bad man. There were a few bad ones. The were happy men. ---The next evening they sighted a ship and when it hailed them men were sent out in the long boat. which he infrequently showed her. The hold was filled with booty including many books. Lissa seemed amused by her efforts at being a homemaker. After a while Lissa began to stroke her hair and gently rock her. but what really made her miserable was Lissa's anger. who sang and danced. . One day she decided to give the captain's stateroom a feminine touch or two. but said nothing. Abby spent a miserable night curled up in a chair. or how much the constant emotional turmoil had taken out of her and she fell asleep almost instantly. for everything changed and her happiness was slowly crushed out of her from the moment that letter arrived. he seemed to enjoy conversing in his own tongue. When she was done the room looked very nice while remaining comfortable. even enlisting some of the men to help her move furniture around. No one seemed ready to brave Lissa's ire and Abigail sensed she was something of an oddity to the crew. His choices had been piracy or the goal. Rolf. joked with one another and generally seemed more of a family than any she had known. Abby would find cause to wonder what it said. but he also laughed easily and played the harp at night for the men. He was a taciturn man. That night the sex was better than it had ever been and Abigail went to sleep very content. She learned from one of the men that Lissa expressly forbid them to damage books. the first mate. but rather an unlucky one who had crossed the wrong man in the matter of a lady. but Abigail avoided them and they steered clear of her. Nothing Abby did was right and after a short while the pirate threw her from the bed and went to sleep. She was uncomfortable. had come out on a Dutch trader and spent two years in a Spanish goal for smuggling. His name was Enrico and he was from Madrid. ---After that night Abby's life fell into something resembling a routine.
Abby cried for hours. "No father. She opened the sea chest and tossed Abby her dress and petticoats. Lissa pulled the scared girl's face tightly against her cunt and began to grind it against Abby's lips and nose. When they had adjusted she saw a large Brig anchored off a beautiful little cove. There was a pretty white beach with lush green foliage behind it. was embarrassed by her nakedness and was wretchedly lonely. trapped and utterly miserable. . "Go out like that whore. Abigail looked fearfully at her. Lissa confined her to the stateroom and when she forgot and went up on deck it was bad." "Her maidenhead is intact. Abigail found it even more unbearable because she longed for the Frenchwoman's touch. A ship lies off the beam and your father has brought the ransom. but would otherwise avoid her entirely. Lissa came in one morning nearly a week later." Abigail dutifully dressed and followed the pirate out onto the deck. "She is still fresh as a daisy for her waiting husband" "Is this true?" her father asked. reeking of rum. leaving Abby in a daze on the floor. All she knew was that she hurt. her world had been turned upside down and she had no idea why. "Get dressed. Lissa did not say a word. She didn't have the slightest inkling of what she had done wrong or how to make it right. seemingly lost in thought. The pirate pulled up her breeches and stalked out of the room. The tall woman saw her and bounded across the deck to deliver a stinging backhanded slap. This is my punishment. For the rest of the week it continued in this fashion. the green eyes burned with a strange intensity that only frightened her more.. Eventually even this contact ceased. "Are you hurt child?" he asked in that cold voice she remembered from child hood." "Then they have not. one-sided attacks were better than being totally ignored. The sun was brilliant and it stung her eyes after the long period indoors. Once they were aboard the Brig a man she recognized as her father met them. I am fine. The Pirate took to sleeping on deck and not even coming to the stateroom for sex. Even the short.It got no better the next day. Lissa would use her whenever she seemed to want it. brutal. she thought often. My punishment for enjoying that woman's blasphemous caress." she sneered as she left. Abby was so shocked she didn't even protest as Lissa ground herself to orgasm and then pushed her away. Lissa sat across from her and stared ahead. but crossed to where Abigail was sitting and forced her to her knees. curse and beat her as Abigail frantically tried to get back into the captain's quarters. She recognized the union jack flying from the masthead of the Brig. The Captain undid the drawstring on her breeches and then dug her hands into Abby's blonde locks. She was none too gently lowered into a long boat and the men began to pull on the oars. She then proceeded to kick." Lissa interrupted. Lissa stalked in late that night. Abigail felt lonely. Lissa stripped her and stowed her clothes in the sea chest with the big iron lock..
who had survived the long trip in the longboats. Enjoy it while you may. finally giving vent to the emotions that she had tried to keep in check all morning. You see child. The Raven's sails unfurled and the ship moved quickly out of the cove." "What did you think of her?" "Old Pete is still alive. grandfather. "Miserable. Omitting only the nights of passion with Lissa. "Grandfather!" she exclaimed rushing into the old man's arms. She wept then." Abigail said with her eyes downcast." Abigail sat on the bed and told the old man everything. but Abigail was past caring. She felt he knew exactly what she had left out and blushed a deep crimson. Her nights were haunted by the Pirate queen who had opened her eyes to sensual pleasure and stolen her heart. Your . She sat at the vanity in her room. I was a privateer lass." The pirates hauled the chests aboard the long boat while both parties stood facing one another in an uncomfortable silence." "Oh? This is supposed to be the happiest time of your life. "He was my first mate. She had been in her father's home for over a month now. even with the abuse she knew her heart was still on that ship. I never spoke of him because it wasn't good form. idly brushing her hair. When the ransom was aboard the longboat Abigail watched them row back to the ship. He seemed to know that questions about the pirate captain would be uncomfortable to her and avoided them. Sit down and tell me all about it child. but she had not found the ability to smile. "And you met the Black Queen herself?" "Yes. Abigail watched until it was just a dot on the horizon. She knew her face was crimson. She looked up as the door opened and a gray haired man entered."No man has touched me father. "Very well. but I also took a prize here and there that warn't Spanish. When she finished the wise-old eyes stared at her. I never would have believed it. there is your ransom Pirate. It was discomforting to be talked about as if she were not human. I will personally come to see you swing from the yardarm when they catch you. She wished her father were more like his father. She had dismissed Rosa." her grandfather said when Abby hesitated. --Tomorrow was her wedding day. Her days were haunted by the constant presence of her husband to be. "Why have you never spoken of him?" she asked. the Spanish girl her father had hired to be her maid. but a breeding animal. I was a pirate as well. "How is my little Angel?" he asked after the embrace broke.
I will speak to my son and see if there is naught I can do. Isn't there anything that can be done?" "That. Abigail was pushed onto her back as the two fought. He was standing on the seat and with a vicious laugh prepared to run then small man through. Abigail reacted instantly and shot out her leg. So now she boarded the carriage that would take her to mass with her betrothed. but rest now. She turned her head to get a closer look and recognized Enrico.grandmother knew of course. "Is something the matter my pet?" Gerald asked. The same one he had often given her when she was a child and he had sneaked her outside the house to play behind his wife's back. From there she would ride to the church and be married. She looked forward and sat back. Gerald managed to throw Enrico to the floor of the carriage and draw his sword. "If you have any of your old Grampy in you. He would not allow her to break her engagement even when the old man threatened to cut him out of the will. my child. Abigail recognized others in the crowd. After mass she would return to the big house and don her wedding dress. Old Pete and Diego among them. Diego and Rolf snapped the traces and the horses began to run. Old Pete discharged his second pistol causing the men to dive for cover. Rolf. With a sudden shout and the firing of a pistol the pirates attacked the carriage." The unwanted contact. but it was a secret we kept from the rest of the family. made her want to slap him. you will not stand for it. "Nothing. In all honesty. Enrico bounded into the carriage and grappled with Gerald. She wondered what it could mean. Old Pete pulled the footman off the back and held the onlookers at bay with his other pistol and cutlass. He waved at her. Gerald fought like a man possessed. "I know it is a lot of excitement. and then gave her a wink." _____________ Her wedding day was upon her. She didn't dare contemplate what would happen after that. It was a big day and people crowded the plaza to get a look at the blushing bride. Gerald wore his finest outfit. and his lecherous smile. "But soon it will be just the two of us in our bedroom. a broadcloth waistcoat and velvet trousers with a ludicrously large cod piece." the old man said rising. Her delicate boot impacted upon the large codpiece and Gerald was flung over the seat with a screech." "Grandfather. "Hurry up ya damned fool!" Pete exclaimed as the surprise of the attack started to wear off and the men of the village began to approach." she responded automatically. ." he said as his hand rested on her knee. she had almost made up her mind to take her own life rather than face eternity as Lady Abercrombie. Rolf grabbed the horses and held them steady while Diego knocked the driver unconscious. Abigail was staring out when she saw a familiar face. He had been humiliated once and against the small pirate he seemed to feel he had the advantage. is up to you. The carriage rolled slowly out into the street. I don't want to marry this man. not sure what she should do. The pirate cook gave her a wink. Abigail had given up all hope when her grandfather had returned and said her father was adamant. Her grandfather was standing there as they boarded the fine coach.
She noticed the men all smiled at her and seemed happy to have her back aboard. afraid of the consequences. ______________________________________________ Abigail was surprised when the carriage stopped near a small bay and she saw the Raven riding at anchor. and never have I longed for any other. the lines in her beautiful face. the once vibrant blues are pale. On the beach a longboat waited to take them to the ship. She did not turn to face Abigail and after a while the silence became unbearable. Old Pete held them together until they had reached the breaking point. Inside Lissa stood staring out a window at the sea with her back to Abigail. to make you less than human. "Why have you brought me here?" Abby blurted out. After having you with me the sea has lost its charm." the little pirate said as he sat in the seat next to her. Lissa sighed heavily and collapsed into the plush chair behind her writing table." the woman said." Abby admitted. thank you. "I am a child of the sea lass. but as the days passed I realized that I missed you. more than I could ever have foreseen. she felt suddenly as if she were the captor. "You really don't know do you?" the redheaded woman asked with amusement and sorrow both showing on her face. I ransomed you to your father without a thought. it made her feel good inside to be back among those she considered friends. While she was a prisoner here." "I thought you hated me? You beat me and then ignored me?" "I tried to treat you like a thing. Senorita."Thank You. told me what I knew but didn't want to admit. a tear forming in her eye. But why have you done this?" "Captain's orders. but curiously not her swords. Always she has been my mistress. I was afraid of what I felt for you. Abigail saw how red they were. "No. Once aboard she was ushered into the Captain's cabin. He came to me then and sobered me up. and her eyes were red. They had been riding for over three hours and she was totally lost. "No. Abigail saw it then. but when I heard you were to be married off to some fat plantation owner's son I grieved. it had not been a trick of the light. Then I met you. Her whole body spoke of deep fatigue. "Then I am lost. again. I became listless and my control over the crew began to slip. . the very chair Abby had slept in that first bad night. but would answer no more questions. and the bags under her eyes." Abigail was confused. I don't." the little man grinned. She had never seen Black Lissa in any state other than completely in control. "What was it you admitted?' she asked finally in a quiet voice. She wore her customary black outfit.
A wedding was planned for today. Abigail had been unable to resist the urge to take a relaxing bath.. but I cannot. I had hoped to rescue you from a forced marriage.don't understand. as old Pete would say. sweet smelling water." "As you will. God. but only as your."I. I love you too. Abigail had spent the rest of the day and most of the evening in the captain's quarters. The ship creaked and groaned in the slight breeze. She moved to stand directly before Abigail and then spoke in a quiet and utterly defeated voice. I will take you wherever you wish to go." "You misunderstand me. Her hand was on the door before Abby found her voice. made of the . Enrico had smiled at her and backed out after it had been filled with hot water. "Then I shall tell you. "Wait!" she called out. Small breakers caused the great ship to rock gently. "I will have my men return you to the island. I never wish to hurt you again.. It was beautiful. words fail me. I thought to keep you as my prisoner. as I had before." The tall woman sighed heavily and stood up. I am in love with you Abigail Rodgers. or your side. It was a very good omen. then I accept. I have never known such happiness as those days when you were kind to me." Lissa said abruptly and turned on her heel. She simply stood there. blasphemy as it is." "Very well. At dusk the mate and some sailors had hauled a large bronze tub in." "Wife?" the pirate asked with an arched eyebrow. If you truly want me for your own. "Yes." Abigail was shocked. like a crib in a mother's hand. not as your concubine. Lissa stared at her with an expression that spoke of forlorn hope. She could not believe she had heard a profession of love from this woman. I do not wish to leave this ship. She rose and began to dry herself when she noticed the dress on the bed. "Yes?" "I do not wish to return. She had dozed in the warm. When Abigail did not respond at all. but I will not be beaten and abused. in a stunned silence. and awakened only to find the water cold. Lissa turned and looked over her shoulder. the woman's face returned to the sorrowful expression Abigail had seen when she was first brought before the pirate queen. Only as your wife. even back to England if that is your desire. Fragrant oils had been added and the steam smelled deliciously like roses. and a wedding there shall be!" --In a small cove on the north end of the island the Raven rode at anchor.
" she said and laughed when she saw the old pirate in a fine waistcoat and breeches. you have come here today to witness my wedding. but she could not quite put her finger on his identity. They seemed to be leading a captive. but she wasn't sure. "You cannot expect me to do this!" the priest proteseted. . It was a wedding dress and she wondered just where it had come from. The fat priest took a step backward. Bring the padre. The tall Pirate wore a broad brimmed black hat with a plume. Old Pete. She had never seen such an elegant gown. "My friends. He wore a black cape and kept away from her. All the men wore their best and all smiled at her and wished her happiness. Abigail was touched. many were prostitutes. Once onshore she saw that a large fire had been built. Try as she might she could not explain that to herself. with those green eyes sparkling. My bride as many of you know is a God fearing woman. He looked so totally uncomfortable that she was unable to keep from giggling. The choice is yours.finest lace and brocade. You may preside at the wedding or be guest of honor at the funeral. One man she did not recognize. Cavendish played a few songs and she danced with many of the men and soon forgot the mysterious stranger. "My dear father. but she recognized a few women from town who apparently had lovers among the crew." she called." "Come in. She carefully dressed herself then. Whoever had ordered it had had a penchant for lace and brocade. He was obviously a priest of some status. He seemed familiar. Abigail forgot all else. There were a lot of people around it drinking and eating. The man who had been held captive was brought forward. "Who is it?" "Tis me mi'lady. "Tis blasphemy of the vilest sort!" Lissa turned on him and glowered. She also wore her sea boots and swords. She also recognized many of the people who had traveled from other British possessions to be at her wedding. Abigail smiled when she noticed Lissa also wore a codpiece. and Abigail blanched when she realized he was the very priest who was to have married her to Gerald. she knew the pirate did not believe in her God. She was without a doubt the most handsome creature Abigail had ever seen. She caught a glimpse of Lissa as she and several of the pirates approached the fire. Pete smiled back and led her to a long boat that rowed them to the shore. When Lissa came into the firelight. Lissa looked at her then. It made her want to burst with the affection she felt for the handsome pirate. but it was infinitely nicer. It wasn't the formal wedding she had always dreamed of. always in the shadows. all eyes were upon the Pirate Queen. feeling an excitement and apprehension as well. tonight there will be a wedding or a funeral on this beach. A velvet waistcoat of Navy blue with lots of shining brass buttons and black breeches. she thought with the trace of a smile." Lissa said easily. The under things were also of the finest materials and felt exquisite against her skin. She had just pulled her veil down when there was a knock at the door. Probably booty from a captured ship. and so we have to do this right. This then was totally for her. his indignation seemingly less powerful than Black Lissa's stare. Lissa held up her arms and the music ceased.
"Of course. they stood before the priest who was busy getting his vestments on." the old man smiled." Abigail knew the two men somewhat. When he came to the part in the ceremony where he asked "And who gives this woman away?" a silence fell. "Did you think I would miss my angel's wedding?" The old man took her hand and led her back to where Lissa was standing with a radiant smile. Abby drank little and spent most of the evening just holding Lissa's hand. "they see you as a white devil." she said indicating the two giant Negroes. "Grandfather!" she exclaimed and rushed into his arms. He had given the pirates the time when they could best take her without bloodshed. "Well. "Thank you. He gently placed her hand in the pirate's. They were brothers from Africa. but now she loved him even more than ever. Now go with your beloved and may God smile upon you both. Her grandfather was there and hugged her once more. "Of course Padre. but never had learned their names." the priest said visibly paling. She understood now that her grandfather had gotten word to Lissa of what was going on." Abigail said with tears in her eyes. He seemed rushed. Even before he threw off his cape Abigail recognized him. She walked to where Abby was sitting and offered her hand." a strong voice called and the mysterious stranger stepped into the light."Even black hearted rogues of your sort would not kill a man of the cloth!" "Of course not. She had always loved the old man. "A final surprise for you my love. Luckily I have two men in my crew who don't see you as a priest. but Lissa nodded to the blacks and both drew their swords. I will see you again. When the priest saw them he swallowed hard. Abigail had assumed Old Pete would give her away. A great cheer went up from the crowd and soon the music was going again as rum flowed into every cup. "No tears my angel. Abigail was not able to ask what it was for the priest had begun the ceremony. He started to speak again." Lissa said with a smile. When the ceremony ended Lissa pulled back Abby's veil and kissed her tenderly. "I do." . as if he wanted to get this over with and get away. This is a happy time. for my home in Monserrat overlooks a sheltered cove." Lissa whispered. She had liked them both. but were two of the gentlest men she had ever met. When she rose. but both had been educated in France. In the flickering firelight the taller of them winked at Abby. since she is a good daughter of the church I suppose I must do all I can to help. It was late in the evening when Lissa led her to an awaiting long boat. It seemed they were unpronounceable in English. They looked fearsome. He was the closest to her of the crew but the old pirate just smiled at her and shook his head when she looked at him. The pirate received the congratulations of each crew member and from several people Abigail recognized now as friends of her grandfather.
She opened it to reveal an unbelievable number of gemstones. Abby saw diamonds. rubies. If he did not intend it to happen it would never have been so. He made you both. She handed one goblet to Abby and then raised her own." The amber liquid turned out to be a rich peach brandy. but she also found small pockets that tasted all together different."Do you think he can?" she asked suddenly serious. Abby tentatively pressed her own tongue against Lissa's and the pirate's withdrew. The four crewmen pulled at the oars and the warm Caribbean night surrounded them. For her part. "This is my wedding gift to you. Once inside the pirate gently placed her on the deck and went to the sideboard where she poured them both a drink." The tall pirate stepped closer and enfolded Abby in her arms. Lissa smiled and said. She could smell the salt water and hear the wood creak and waves lap against the hull. "I was under the impression that you do. The pirate's mouth tasted of brandy and rum and soon Abby's tongue was tingling. emeralds and all manner of lesser gems. When the kiss broke Lissa retrieved a small wooden chest and placed it on the table." Abigail said with a smile. she sought out these pockets as her tongue explored Lissa's mouth. Lissa's tongue explored Abigail's mouth while the smaller woman sucked gently on it. and embraced her tightly. pressing and slipping against one another as their embrace tightened. but we shall see. I could buy The Brambles with that. Lissa groaned and thrust her tongue back into Abby's mouth. Lissa opened the door but stopped Abigail as she started to enter. Abigail looked up in time to see the redhead bend to press her lips against Abby's. and then a third. "but I have no gift to give you!" "Really?" Lissa said with an enigmatic smile. Emboldened. . They both stared at each other for a long time and then Abigail began to giggle. She felt excited and flushed. but curiously shy considering all that had passed between herself and the dashing captain. is it not?" "It is indeed. She felt the pirate's teeth. Abigail looked at her questioningly and was startled when Lissa scooped her up in her arms. At the first contact Abigail's lips parted and the Frenchwoman's tongue slipped between them. "I believe tis customary for me to carry you across the threshold. Their tongues twined then. "Of course he can child. Abigail leaned against Lissa and felt a deep contentment. Abby thrust her tongue into Lissa's mouth. Lissa seemed nervous and ill at ease. Soon her goblet was empty. "To us. Their lips met in a passionate kiss. Lissa laughed too." "There must be a king's ransom there. Her grandfather's words dispelled the last of her reservations. Soon they boarded the Raven and made their way to the captain's cabin. caressed her pallet and the insides of her cheeks. and allowed you to meet and fall in love. Abigail took a second sip." Abby blurted out. As Lissa's tongue unhurriedly explored her mouth Abby gently caressed the pirate's tongue with her own." She hugged him again and took Lissa's hand as the Pirate helped her into the boat and then joined her.
Abby felt like it would never come off and helped where she could. it sits upon the seat of pleasure. until I met you. Lissa spread her legs and Abby knelt to examine the dildo. Abby smiled and kissed the pirate queen's chin. "Can you feel that?" "No. Lissa bent. I flatter myself that the size of it reflects their respect for me." "Should?" "I have never used one before. Where. Lissa laughed at her bride's embarrassment and stroked the large shaft. Abigail searched her face for some hint of mockery but found none." Lissa said earnestly. "Like it?" "I. "How does it work?" "Well. She stood back and removed her hat and sword belt. "Will it hurt?" she asked quietly. but watching you do it is certainly exciting enough." Lissa exclaimed when the kiss finally broke. Abby could not take her eyes off the handsome pirate as she stripped off her shirt and removed the codpiece. She touched it carefully and felt the smooth. warm leather. In no time Abby was standing in her stockings and boots with her clothes strewn on the floor about her." the Captain replied." "If you can't feel it how does it work?" "Well. Men who have been maimed have them made as well as ladies of a certain temperament. . attached to the front of it was a large black phallus.. Around the pirates slim waist was a broad girdle." Abby traced her finger along the thick shaft. Abby quickly helped her out of her high sea boots.. I have never wished to be a man in bed. "My God!" Abby exclaimed as she stared." The pirate moved to the bed and sat holding a leg up."Gods! You set my blood on fire. How?" "The crew had it made for me in Tortuga. gently kissed her nose and began to undo the many buttons and ties of the dress. Lissa stared at Abby as she undid the drawstring of her pants and eased them down. Lissa picked her up in her arms and kissed her again as she moved to the bed and dumped Abby onto it. "When we are in the act it should feel very good rubbing against me. it serves as a substitute for the real thing.. indicating the base. Their wedding gift to us. I hope to be the husband you have dreamed of..
tangling her hands in the thick red tresses of her lover as the sensations grew from mildly pleasurable to intense. but she was very aware of the long hard object that was pressed against her belly. Lissa's mouth moved from Abbey's lips to her neck and slowly downward. dragging the smaller blonde on top of her. working the entrance. The first time is always painful. Lissa moved from one to the other."Yes. Abby felt that delicious tightening sensation in her belly." Lissa reached down and caught Abby's hands and gently pulled her up. sucking. Lissa rose to a kneeling position between Abby's splayed thighs and situated herself." "Then why use it? You know how to make me feel so good without it. By now all . Lissa moved lower. Abby watched through silted lids as Lissa grasped her cock and began to stroke it slowly up and down Abby's enflamed lips. taking the smaller woman with her. Lissa had made her feel wonderful in the past. Her time away from the Pirate had only made her want it more and she laughed when she realized how wanton she was becoming. and I intend to claim you. At least most wenches I know who have been on the receiving end of one have. Abby yelped in surprise and then giggled before they kissed again. Abigail groaned as Lissa continued to work on her behind. even using her teeth to nip and tug at Abby's nipples until the Englishwoman felt she would go mad. the lips and the soft inner folds. the one she had at first dreaded. slowly working her finger against the Englishwoman's sphincter until it relaxed enough for her to push her finger in up to the first knuckle. Abby was moaning continuously now and tossing her head from side to side. The big pirate probed at Abby's rear with her finger. She sighed and moaned. Abby found herself on her back with Lissa lying on her. then feather light stroking. and you may bleed a good deal. The sensation was at once stimulating and relaxing. After the first time it will not hurt and you will grow to love it. but now relished. Abby was beside herself now and her hands stole to her breasts to roll and massage her own nipples." "Because you are my bride. As the pirate worked her tongue into Abby's mouth the little woman could feel Lissa's hands on her ass. suck and nip seemingly without any rhyme or reason. When her hips began to jog involuntarily it seemed to be the signal the big woman had been working towards. but the pirate seemed to be determined to drive her insane on this. tracing her tongue down Abigail's sensitive skin to the pubic triangle and then even lower. The redhead attacked her slit with tongue and mouth. She had been in this position before. she had no idea that part of her anatomy would react so strongly to the pirate's touch. licking. When the head was slick with her juices Abby felt Lissa probing the entrance to her body. but avoiding the stiff clit. Lissa's hands were warm and slid across the satin flesh before digging into each globe to roughly massage them. When Lissa's mouth captured a stiff nipple and began to suck and worry it with her tongue Abby forgot all else. first a deep rough massage. She then fell backwards onto the bed. stopping to lick. Abby was mildly concerned about the size of it. their first night as husband and wife. Abby nearly bit Lissa's tongue in surprise when he pirates finger began to gently massage her rear entrance. but it felt so good caressing her that she didn't even think to protest. Without warning the Pirate rolled over.
Lissa changed her angle of approach and with a frustrated snort forced her hips forward. A second lunge and the big dildo tore thorough the last shreds of her maidenhead and buried itself deep inside of her. The pain subsided to be replaced by a sensation of being filled that was strange but pleasurable." Abby nodded and Lissa smiled down on her. "Abigail." Lissa whispered. Lissa smiled down on her and carefully reset her legs. The worried look in her pirate's eyes was replaced with the love and happiness she had always longed to see there. Lissa was still smiling. It will make it easier and reduce the pain. Abby forgot her pain and wanted only to please this woman. Now both began to enjoy the pleasure of it without . you have to help me here. "Wrap your legs around me.thoughts of pain and fears were secondary to the burning desire she felt. She seemed to be having trouble keeping it where she wanted it and getting enough pressure to force it forward. Abby became aware of Lissa kissing her cheeks and eyelids and murmuring endearments to her." Abby managed. If it was important to her lover to do this. As the dildo slid in and out it became coated in her juices. She drew back a bit causing the cock to retreat a bit and then let her weight take it back. but refused to let Lissa see her discomfort." Lissa said softly. talking quietly to her when she drove forward without warning. supporting her weight on her hands until she was looking directly into Abby's face. filling her and stretching her. not sure if it was pain or pleasure that she felt. Lissa slowly got used to what she was doing and established a rhythm of sorts." Abby said smiling. surely it would rip her open? Lissa seemed to sense her fear and did nothing more. It seemed to be huge. The sensation of being full. but with each passing moment she became more bold and confident. Abby gasped when the bulbous head forced past the inner lips and into her virgin channel. then deliciously full again soon became extremely enjoyable and Abby found herself pushing her hips upwards to meet Lissa's downward thrusts. Twil hurt for a short span of moments. Abby gritted her teeth. Her motions were still tentative and experimental. She felt fear clutch at her heart then. "It's all right. then empty. We can stop now and let you rest if you wish. Abigail had never felt such pain. The lubrication eased the friction until it was sliding in and out without the painful friction she had felt earlier. As the memory of the pain faded the arousal of having Lissa so close reasserted itself. but not long if you relax. "The deed is done. The tall pirate carefully leaned forward. you must relax. a tearing pain deep inside of her body. for the rest of her life. I promised myself I would never hurt you again. Abby gasped. If not there will be a great deal of pain. She still felt a throbbing ache deep within her loins. "If you stop now. Abbey did as she was bidden and found that it did seem to make it less painful. then Abby would not let her down. I will never speak to you again. just holding it there and gently stroking her thighs until her bride adjusted to having the head inside of her. Abby saw such love and concern in those green eyes that it made it feel as if her heart would burst. Lissa lined up the big cock and held it on target with one hand while she slowly worked her hips forward. but the fullness she felt was partial compensation and the electric contact of her skin with Lissa's was too delightful to dwell on the pain. She concentrated on relaxing her body and holding still for her lover.
not filled with passion." The men on deck were all looking at her and Abby felt a bit self conscious. just kisses and a warm embrace. but the dull ache was nothing compared to the joy she felt. Abby heaved a great sigh of contentment. She screamed when the damn burst. She colored furiously and looked accusingly at Lissa. Lissa had her eyes closed." "What Purpose?" Lissa pointed to a spit of land. The rolling motion told her Raven was no longer at anchor." the Pirate Queen laughed. and was fighting her own climax to prolong Abby's pleasure. there will be no way your father can miss the ship. She was blushing from head to toe and felt a burning humiliation. A stiff. Her red hair was flying free and her sword belt was back around her hips. She made her way to the aftercastle where Lissa stood at the wheel. When we sail past." "My heart is happy." "Why do you embarrass me so?" Abigail asked. as long as I am with you I care not what our destination is. "I do not do it to cause . cool breeze filled the sails and caused her to shiver again. Lissa kissed her then. Lissa was gently stroking her hair. "Tis the entrance to the harbor. Abby fell asleep with her head in the crook of Lissa's arm. She wore breeches and a shirt of linen today. She awoke alone in the big bed.having to worry about pain. The whole island will know you have been taken to wife. She was almost sorry when her lover pulled out and rolled over next to her. Abby donned her dress as quickly as she could and made her way onto the deck. We have but one thing to do and then we will go wherever your heart desires. but filled with love. and the sounds of the sea against the hull made her sure they were in the open sea. it was then that she noticed the bloody sheet was flying where a flag usually did. Abby moved next to her and was grateful when Lissa removed one hand from the great wheel and pulled her close. both white as the sails. a loving kiss. "Tis Tradition. Lissa was still inside her. Abbey would never know how long it went on. Abby heard herself begin to moan and whimper and the peculiar squeaking sounds began again. When they came down they were still entertained. The sheets were gone and she was shivering. "The whole world is ours my love. it was evident to Abby that she was enjoying it. or the flag. No words were exchanged. a scream of pleasure so loud it totally eclipsed Lissa's shout of joy. "but it serves a more important purpose today than showing my virility or that you came to me chaste. A minute? An Hour? An eternity? All she knew was she was riding the waves of pleasure towards a shattering orgasm and when it came it was overwhelming in it's intensity.
.M. She is mentioned as being a good daughter of the church and is noted for her many donations to the area's poor. Eustacius know that you are no longer suitable to be wed. loving wife. The inscription says simply: Abigail. He is listed in the records as being tall with red hair and green eyes and noted for the fact that he was fastidiously clean-shaven and never seen in public without his East Indies style waistcoat. The British records record the Captain as a tall blonde man and no mention is made of any women being aboard. As long as he believes you are still chaste your father will spare no expense to have you back." The great ship flew past the entrance to the harbor. I am sorry to say it. he will not spare any of his precious money to have you back. He brought his small blonde wife to live on the estate and they were a popular couple among the local gentry.you pain my love. Epilogue: Three years later the Pirate ship Raven was sunk off the coast of Bermuda by the Frigate H. Courageous. The Yorkshire estate known as The Brambles was purchased by a wealthy Frenchman named Le Raven. The sea had never seemed so beautiful and the sun smiled down with greater promise than it ever had before. cradled in the pirate's arm. Her gravestone can still be seen in a small Yorkshire churchyard. and all the eligible men on St. Once he. A few shots from the forts guarding the entrance fell short of the mark and with startling suddenness they were away and running in the open sea.S. Abby stood next to her husband. but he is a callous man.
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