ride. You can put her in my cabin and check her over for any other bruises or abuse she may have suffered at the hands of these nincompoops."
"Hey now! We ain't touched one hair on her head. Right, Jimmy?" Judie poked her brother and he nodded.
"Right she is, Captain! We…" Jimmy's eyes rolled backward and his head dropped over his chest. A moment later his snores filled the room.
Martin gave Judie a hard look as he walked out the room. He pulled the sack off the young lady's head and dropped it in the doorway. He walked out, glancing down at the delicate and petite woman in his arms. She had gone through so much already, but she still had much more to endure.
Dread picked up the jeweled necklace, giving it hard look.
"Hey! That’s mine!" Judie complained loudly.
"Judie. Shut the fuck up." Dread rubbed one of the diamonds and frowned. She picked up the ring and bit down on it. "We both have been fooled. These are nothing but cheap glass."
"Wot?" Judie's mouth made an 'O,' and she reached over to grab the faux gems from Dread.
Dread stepped out of her reach and put them in the satchel. She walked over to the pallet and picked up the rope, pulling it taunt. She walked behind Judie and whispered into her ear.
"Now that we have that bit of business out of the way, you must be punished. Did you forget what I said I would do if I ever saw you again? I can see you're shaking. Afraid of what I'm going to do you?"
Judie turned her head and stuck out her tongue. "Do your worst, Dread. Ravish and plunder me for all I care!"
Dread walked away, pacing the room as she played with the rope. When she stopped again and turned, she was stunned to see that Judie had lifted her legs up on the table and spread them out, with her skirt tucked up to her stomach. She wasn't wearing any undergarments and the smell of her arousal was pungent and bitter.
Dread wiggled her nose and frowned. She still couldn't believe she had once enjoyed this woman's body and tasted the slippery folds that were now on crude display.
"Whatcha gonna do, Captain?" Judie licked her lips and dipped her hands in between her legs, releasing a loud moan.
"God give me strength." Dread muttered and lifted up her sabre again, cutting Judie's bodice open from her neck to her navel. "Strip and lay down on the bed," she ordered and gave her a smile that didn't reach her eyes.
Chapter Six
With the full moon shining brightly in the sky, Dread galloped to The Lady Desire in under the two hour deadline Martin had given her. With her head hanging low over her horse's neck, she flew down the coastline to where her ship was anchored behind the jagged cliffs.
She spotted The Lady Desire and waved a white handkerchief in the air. Three members of her crew stood up from the row boat lying near the shore and waved back at her. She jumped off her horse and walked over to the small craft.
Dread climbed into the small boat, and when all three of her men were ready, they pulled out onto the water and rowed toward her ship. Dread stood at the front of the helm with her arms crossed, gazing upon her home on the water with great pride. The huge fifty-foot-long sloop was one of the fastest ships on the sea. With her crew of sixty, she could swiftly outrun and attack enemies. In spite of The Lady Desire weighing close to one-hundred tons, it could maneuver very well in shallow water. It was the only vessel of its kind that had a specialty made cast iron hull, per her directions, four cannons on each side and seven sailing masts. The ship was both admired and feared.
The Lady Desire had been willed to her five years ago, when her uncle had been murdered in his bed in retaliation from escaping Humphrey after a fierce sea battle. Her brow puckered at the thought of Humphrey, and she wished she could see his face once he found out his precious bride-to-be had been kidnapped by his worst enemy.
The sea was pretty tame, with barely a ripple on the surface. The dinghy reached
"Hey now! We ain't touched one hair on her head. Right, Jimmy?" Judie poked her brother and he nodded.
"Right she is, Captain! We…" Jimmy's eyes rolled backward and his head dropped over his chest. A moment later his snores filled the room.
Martin gave Judie a hard look as he walked out the room. He pulled the sack off the young lady's head and dropped it in the doorway. He walked out, glancing down at the delicate and petite woman in his arms. She had gone through so much already, but she still had much more to endure.
Dread picked up the jeweled necklace, giving it hard look.
"Hey! That’s mine!" Judie complained loudly.
"Judie. Shut the fuck up." Dread rubbed one of the diamonds and frowned. She picked up the ring and bit down on it. "We both have been fooled. These are nothing but cheap glass."
"Wot?" Judie's mouth made an 'O,' and she reached over to grab the faux gems from Dread.
Dread stepped out of her reach and put them in the satchel. She walked over to the pallet and picked up the rope, pulling it taunt. She walked behind Judie and whispered into her ear.
"Now that we have that bit of business out of the way, you must be punished. Did you forget what I said I would do if I ever saw you again? I can see you're shaking. Afraid of what I'm going to do you?"
Judie turned her head and stuck out her tongue. "Do your worst, Dread. Ravish and plunder me for all I care!"
Dread walked away, pacing the room as she played with the rope. When she stopped again and turned, she was stunned to see that Judie had lifted her legs up on the table and spread them out, with her skirt tucked up to her stomach. She wasn't wearing any undergarments and the smell of her arousal was pungent and bitter.
Dread wiggled her nose and frowned. She still couldn't believe she had once enjoyed this woman's body and tasted the slippery folds that were now on crude display.
"Whatcha gonna do, Captain?" Judie licked her lips and dipped her hands in between her legs, releasing a loud moan.
"God give me strength." Dread muttered and lifted up her sabre again, cutting Judie's bodice open from her neck to her navel. "Strip and lay down on the bed," she ordered and gave her a smile that didn't reach her eyes.
Chapter Six
With the full moon shining brightly in the sky, Dread galloped to The Lady Desire in under the two hour deadline Martin had given her. With her head hanging low over her horse's neck, she flew down the coastline to where her ship was anchored behind the jagged cliffs.
She spotted The Lady Desire and waved a white handkerchief in the air. Three members of her crew stood up from the row boat lying near the shore and waved back at her. She jumped off her horse and walked over to the small craft.
Dread climbed into the small boat, and when all three of her men were ready, they pulled out onto the water and rowed toward her ship. Dread stood at the front of the helm with her arms crossed, gazing upon her home on the water with great pride. The huge fifty-foot-long sloop was one of the fastest ships on the sea. With her crew of sixty, she could swiftly outrun and attack enemies. In spite of The Lady Desire weighing close to one-hundred tons, it could maneuver very well in shallow water. It was the only vessel of its kind that had a specialty made cast iron hull, per her directions, four cannons on each side and seven sailing masts. The ship was both admired and feared.
The Lady Desire had been willed to her five years ago, when her uncle had been murdered in his bed in retaliation from escaping Humphrey after a fierce sea battle. Her brow puckered at the thought of Humphrey, and she wished she could see his face once he found out his precious bride-to-be had been kidnapped by his worst enemy.
The sea was pretty tame, with barely a ripple on the surface. The dinghy reached
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