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Posted this in my HENTAI'd series, I got a few messages in favor of this becoming a series so I'm re-posting this here as an opener, currently working on another chapter that involves different idols.

Like most of my works this is an open request series, so leave any you have in the comments.

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Off the coast of south Australia were no less than five anchored ships with their black pirate flags flapping in the heavy wind of the midnight storm. Across the choppy tide came an invasion force of roughly one hundred and fifty men armed with a plethora of rusty swords, axes, knives and guns that were a gamble whether or not they would work. They'd been sent over to plunder the nearest town for food, water and anything that shined, but what they were sent for more than anything else was to find the commodore a couple new pets for her pleasure.

The gunshots and screams could be heard even a mile out to sea as the ships rocked back and forth and side to side while the raiding party burned the town to the ground. Over the course of two hours they ravaged and took anything that wasn't bolted down before returning to the ships. Commodore Jeon looked on at the blazing fires in the distance and smirked, not even the driving rain seemed able to put out the infernos now engulfing the small coastal town she didn't even know the name of.

"Commodore!" shouted a rough looking pirate wearing a bandana and draped in a stolen blanket he'd taken from shore, he and another pirate were dragging two girls to the bottom of the steps before Somi. "Go on then, get on your knees!" he shouted in a thick British accent, kicking one of the girls in the back of the leg and forcing her down onto her knees with a scream. "Well well, what have we here?" Somi asked as her heavy boots thumped slowly down the steps of the quarterdeck.

She looked down at two soaking wet girls and reached a hand out to touch ones cheek only to see the girl turn her head and try to avoid it. Somi's fingers curled into her palm and she retracted her hand, "take them to my private hold," Somi said and the two were hauled away into the captains quarters to be locked into a specially made holding cell at the back of it. "Raise the anchors, anyone who isn't back by now is left to his own perils," she shouted and the crew obeyed, the signal was given to the other ships and soon they were underway upon the choppy sea once more.

"Mister Briggs, you have the helm," Somi said after an hour, "find a place to get us out of this storm," she ordered while stepping down the staircase of the quarterdeck and entering her quarters. Somi was soaked and dripping wet as she entered and closed the door behind her just as a large spray of saltwater crashed into it. "What lovely weather we have," Somi said, pulling her gloves off finger by finger and approaching the cell, "but not quite as lovely as you two," she said with a smirk.

In the corner of the room were a couple other women, they were tall, black and wearing white blouses tucked into pairs of woolen trousers, they looked rough and the dim light from the oil lanterns revealed scars across their cheeks from many raids. "Please, let us go," Lily begged in her Australian accent with her hands around the bars, "we have families, they depend on us," Danielle said as she joined Lily at the bars.

"I don't think they will anymore, we rarely leave anyone alive," Somi said as she motioned for the two women in the corner to come over to her. "Bring them out, dry them off," Somi said as she began to pull off her heavy wool coat that was soaked to the gills and began to dry herself off with anything and everything she could find to do so. Lily and Danielle were roughly pulled from the cell and stripped of their wet gowns, "be still," one of the women said as she slapped Danielle on the ass violently to make her stop resisting.

The two were stripped, dried and soon found themselves being tied up with thick ropes around their wrists and ankles, their hands were bound together behind their backs and the two were thrown onto a pile of blankets on the floor completely naked. The two of them struggled to their knees but stopped as Somi's boots clunked toward them and she stood over the duo with her arms crossed and a smile spreading across her face.

"Thank you, leave us," Somi said as the two black women exited the room and went below deck with the rest of the crew. "My name is Somi, commodore Jeon Somi, to be exact, and the two of you have nothing to go home to, so ya best be plannin' on stayin' and makin' yourselves useful, because if you don't I'll have to find a use for ya," she said as she leaned over with her cleavage on display in a V neck cotton tunic.

Somi's hips were hugged by a pair of brown woolen trousers that were tucked into a ratty pair of leather boots, her hair still wet as she looked into their eyes. "If I gotta find a use for ya, it won't be-" Somi started but was interrupted when Lily spit directly into her face, "there's your use, you bloody pirate!" Lily shouted, "wait until the royal navy finds you, they're going to blow this floating coffin to a thousand pieces and your only use will be feeding the fish down in the locker," Danielle said as Somi stood upright and wiped the spit from her eye with an annoyed look.

"Well, that is unfortunate," Somi said as she took a deep breath and gave Lily a thunderous slap across the face that happened so fast she had no time to brace herself. Lily slumped over and Danielle tried desperately to turn and check on her, only to receive an equally thunderous slap across the back of her head before Somi's hand closed around the back of her neck and yanked her forward. "The only thing being blown tonight is me," Somi said as she slapped Danielle repeatedly and tugged the knot of her trousers apart.

She pushed them down to her thighs and allowed her fat cock to flop out into Danielle's face, she let out a scream as Somi slapped her again and grabbed her cock to begin mashing it against the Australian girls lips. "Open up, take my cock or take a beating," Somi demanded as she began to get a raging dominance induced erection that slapped visciously at Danielle's cheek while Lily could only look up in terror.

Somi reached down and grabbed Danielle by the hair, her other hand reached a couple fingers into her mouth and pushed her jaw wide open so she could insert the head of her cock into it. Somi yelped as Danielle bit down, but soon she would regret it as Somi decked her with a stiff hook and threw her aside. "Ahh yes, a good tussle gets the cock stiff, now give me your throat or I'll take your ass," she said to Lily in an angry voice as she lifted Lily to her knees and slapped her face repeatedly with her cock, "open, come now, open that throat," Somi demanded but didn't receive what she wanted.

The two were proving to be harder nuts than most to crack and weren't giving up anything that she wanted, she could feel herself becoming infuriated and these two lacked any knowledge of how brutal she could truly be once angered to that point. Somi threw Lily down atop Danielle and stood over them with her chest heaving, she was beyond frustrated with them already and she wasn't about to go easy on either one.

She grabbed Danielle by the ankle and dragged her a short distance onto the hard wooden floor to pin her on her belly and straddle her thighs from behind. "Shut up, ya feisty fuckdoll," Somi said as she slapped Danielle's ass and massaged her thick juicy cockhead against the wet pink pussy lips of her new prisoner. Somi raised her hips and stared at Lily who was now sobbing uncontrollably as she watched Somi penetrate her friend and drive her cock into Danielle.

"I would've settled for blowjobs, but no," Somi growled, "we have to do it the hard way," she said as she pushed forward violently and spread Danielle's virgin pussy apart on her humongous cock. Somi's hips began to thrust back and forth, lifting themselves up and down while she used her weight to keep the bound and pinned the Australian girl in place. Somi's eyes rolled a bit and she gave Lily an exaggerated ahegao face that trailed off into a loud evil laugh and a stare that told her she was going to destroy her pussy as well.

"Look at me," Somi said as she yanked Danielle back by the hair and made sure Lily could see her face clearly, "look, at, me," Somi growled in a deep voice as her hips brutally pushed forward and made Danielle scream on the pulsing pirate phallus that was deep inside her newly defiled ditch. Lily shook in fear as she tried to look away and ignore Danielle's pleas for help, she couldn't do anything anyway, she was tied tight and wouldn't stand a chance against a high seas brute like that.

Danielle's legs shook with every thrust, she screamed every time Somi pushed it in deeper than before and could barely keep her eyes open as Somi pressed her cheek to the floor and kept her hand on her head. "I love when cheap meat wants to do things the hard way, it makes me rocks harder than granite," Somi groaned as she pressed Danielle hard into the floor and pounded away at her leisure. Danielle sobbed beneath her and her salty south Australian tears stained the floor in a clear puddle of fluid.

"Aaahh yes," Somi said with a ragged breath as she pulled herself from Danielle covered in a plethora of virgin fluids coating her big cock. She stood up and clunked her way to Lily, grabbing her by the hair and forcing her onto her side roughly, "your punishment is going to be far more severe," Somi said as stroked herself and kneaded Lily's ass cheek tenderly with her free hand. "Far, far more severe," she snickered as she pressed the head of her cock against Lily's slit and pushed forward slowly until the head penetrated virgin territory.

"Mmm fuck, I love when they're fresh and tight," Somi said as she slapped Lily's ass and pushed in deeper until she felt her head breaking into the pleasure zone. Lily sobbed into the blankets and let out a scream, "stop! stooooop!" Lily cried, her teeth clenched together as both tears and snot began to cover her face and the burning of Somi's massive meat filled her belly. Somi's hips drew back and then rushed forward, her tip diving in deeper and deeper with every thrust until she felt bottomed out inside the feisty fuckmeat before her.

Danielle watched as Somi violated Lily, she felt helpless and unable to do anything. They'd grown up together, played together, gone to the small school together, they sat together at that school, they walked home together, their families lived in houses within eyesight of each other, now she was being forced to see her best friend being defiled by a disgusting pirate with a big dick. Somi grabbed Lily's hair and yanked her back until she was bent backward into a near C shape while Somi slammed deep into her pussy and took what she wanted until the begging of "stop, please!" ceased and only a broken sobbing slut was left in her place.

Somi got up once more and dragged Danielle by the hair until she threw her atop Lily, "I'm so sorry, Lily," Danielle sobbed, she didn't even know what she was sorry for, she just couldn't stop apologizing even as Somi positioned Danielle's hips atop Lily's and pushed her face into the blankets. Somi mounted Danielle again and took her from behind with her pretty round Australian ass up in the air, she grunted and groaned as she slammed deep inside and let her heavy nuts clap against her soft thighs.

She grabbed Danielle by the waist and stacked her on top of Lily, forcing her to straddle her friend in such a way that Somi could slam her big cock into Danielle and then dip it into Lily every few thrusts, something she quickly found would be her new favorite thing. "Tight Australian virgins never disappoint," Somi groaned as she bit into her bottom lip and slapped Danielle's ass hard enough to leave a big red mark.

She reached up and slid her hands underneath both of them to find Danielle's left nipple and Lily's right, she pinched them tightly as she pumped away deep inside Lily then pulled out and blindly stuck it into Danielle once more. The hot moist pussy around her fat shaft hugged so tight and lubricated her so well, she'd rarely felt anything so inviting in her entire life and she didn't want to ever remove her big dick from either one of them.

"Fuck, if they hadn't brought you two I would have paid your parents to have you," Somi groaned, "every last coin, every shiny bit of gold," Somi continued on as her hand found Danielle's clit and began to tease her roughly. Danielle screamed and sobbed as she felt her orgasm shooting through her and squirting onto Somi's huge cock, she didn't even realize it was building until it was already discharging itself onto this rough and dominant pirate.

Somi threw Danielle aside and mounted Lily again, this time her cum covered cock pressed its head to Lily's ass and began to push forward into the squirming and screaming slut that was desperately attempting to get away. "Stay still," Somi grunted, slapping Lily on the face so hard that it stunned her for a moment, just long enough for Somi to force her way into Lily's tight ass and begin pumping her way in deeper.

"I told you," Somi said, "throat or ass, you chose this," she growled as she yanked Lily's hair and pulled her back with a deep impaling slam into her Australian outback. Somi found Lily's clit and palmed her as hard as she could, she fingered and teased her as her cock pumped into her asshole without care or mercy, it was a brutal sight for Danielle as she sat up against the wall and looked on as Lily was fucked in her ass. Neither of them had any tears left to cry, all they had now were the air sucking sounds of broken sluts that were realizing this wasn't a one time thing, there wasn't anything or anyone to go home to and the royal navy wasn't likely to take on five well armed ships around Australia.

It was a harsh reality, it was made even more harsh when Lily erupted and began spurting a load of cum all over Somi's hand, a gooey discharge that Somi happily licked from her fingers before she grabbed Danielle and forced her mouth open to make her taste Lily's sweet cum. "That's it, lick it clean, you fuckslut," Somi said as smeared the cum on Danielle's lips and forced her cum coated fingers into Danielle's mouth against her will.

Somi felt her own orgasm coming, it felt massive, like a dam ready to burst as she forced more cock into Lily's asshole and reveled in the screaming that she let out. "Yes, yes!" Somi cackled, she gave Lily's ass a slap and began to choke her hard as she reached her climax and prepared to begin inseminating Lily's tight hole with a huge load of high seas cum. "Here it comes, you asked for this!" Somi shouted as she began to let loose.

Her nuts clapped into Lily's cheeks like a pair of cannonballs and her cock exploded like a canon firing at a broadside ship, it felt like an actual explosion as she lets loose inside her and filled her with a gushing ass filling deluge of semen that seeped from the near airtight gap around her thick pulsing cock. Somi pushed deeper until her orgasm was finished and she pulled from the used slut with a lip biting groan of satisfaction.

Somi untied Lily and threw her back in the cell, she was followed by Danielle and a couple blankets as well as two dresses for them to wear. The key clicked loudly as they were locked in and Somi turned to her desk to sit in a wooden chair where she wrote in a captains log for a few minutes. Somi pulled a tobacco pipe from a drawer and began to smoke for a while before she retired to a bed at the far side of the room.

The next day was the opposite of the last, it was sunny, the air was warm and the sea was calm as could be, but the deception was short lived as the double doors of Somi's quarters flung open just as she went to step outside. "Commodore, it's, I, one of the ships has been dragged under!" a crewman shouted in a panic as Somi scooped up her sword and guns to step onto the deck in the same clothes she'd taken Lily and Danielle in.

"What's going on?" Lily asked Danielle as they stirred awake, "one of the ships has gone under," Danielle replied, "is it the navy?" Lily asked excitedly as she gripped the bars next to Danielle and they paused to listen for cannon fire. "No, I don't hear anything," Danielle said, "wait," she added as they both paused so quietly that they could hear something rising out of the ocean outside.

Shouting could be heard from every ship as the ear breaking sound of another ship being completely wrecked filled their ears, the sound of wood splintering and desperate men shooting and hacking at something as a couple cannons went off. A few seconds went by and the two could only grip the bars as another round of cannons fired and burst through the walls of the ship, one of them ripped through the wall behind them and broke the frame that the cell door was fitted to.

The door fell over on its own accord and the two looked at each other before turning to the hole in the wall large enough for them to climb through. "I don't bloody believe it," Lily said, "what don't you bloody believe?" Danielle asked, "there's a bloody rowboat right there," Lily responded, "a bloody rowboat?" Danielle asked as she peeked her head through the hole, "yea, a bloody god damn rowboat!" Lily said with a smile.

"We have to aim for the water," Danielle said, it was quite a sheer drop and they'd be injured if they hit the boat directly, "well, go on then, it's not getting any closer," Lily said as the rowboat was indeed falling behind quickly. Danielle wasted no time and with a running start she dived through the hole like a dolphin and straight into the water below to swim herself over to the rowboat. Danielle's attention was instantly grabbed as she reached for the side of the rowboat and heard a huge splash, she turned to see a massive tentacle reaching up out of the water and preparing to crash onto the ship she'd just left.

"Lily! get your bloody arse through the hole!" Danielle shouted as Lily hesitated to jump, "bloody jump!" Danielle screamed as Lily closed her eyes and leapt just as the tentacle came crashing down and split the ship in two. Lily swam over to the rowboat and the two jumped in to begin paddling as far away as they could get. The two looked back at the rising forest of tentacles to see them wrapping around ship and mast, tearing ships and men alike to pieces.

The two rowed as fast and hard as they could while looking on at Somi standing on the quarterdeck firing her gun into the tentacle and hacking it with a sword before the ship was pulled fully under. "That's what you bloody deserve," Lily said aloud as they paddled in a random direction and hoped it would lead them to shore. For the next three days they drifted in the hot sun and began to lose both their mental and physical battles as they felt the effects of dehydration and starvation setting in.

It was on the fourth morning they saw a ship upon the horizon sporting the flag of the British empire and rowed with every last bit of energy they had toward it. "Help! help!" they shouted, waving their hands over their heads until they were picked up by the crew of redcoats and pulled aboard. They were given fresh water and food, both of which they inhaled like they'd never eat or drink again. A day later they were brought to a port town and let off to find new lives in a larger Australian city.

Weeks went by, then months, life returned to semi-normal for the two and they even got a place together along with jobs as cleaning girls at a local governors palace. One day the pair were out walking around town and stopped at an apple stand to pick out a few of the best ones, "what lovely weather we have," came a voice from behind them as a pair of heavy boots clunked in their direction. Lily and Danielle wheeled around to see Somi standing there with a thin hood pulled over her head and a noticeable bulge in her brown wool trousers.

Somi smirked at the two, "be seeing you lovelies around," she said before she disappeared into the crowd and left the pair standing with open mouths. They couldn't think of anything to say as their eyes began to twitch in terror and Danielle's hand began to shake so violently that she dropped her shiny red apple into the dirt at her feet.

They knew now that it wouldn't be the last time they saw her.

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Here be monsters, that's what they used to say about the edge of the map where nobody had ever ventured to, but Karina didn't have to wonder where the monsters were as the ship sank into the distance and she was left on an atoll that seemed like it was stripped bare of any resource she could realistically use. In her shaking hand was a pistol, they'd left her with enough powder and a single shot so that she could potentially dispatch herself in the event she didn't want to face a slow death by starvation.

"You bloody bastards!" she shouted at the horizon with the sun sinking in exotic rays of orange and red, she kicked at the sand and screamed until her voice cracked and her throat felt as if it were full of broken glass. They'd thrown her overboard at the behest of the captain as an example, the captain never liked her, though she wasn't entirely sure why.

Karina collapsed on the sandy beach, she had nothing on her except her clothes and the pistol, and the pistol was already looking like her best option. Karina would spend the night on the beach, mostly due to the fact there was nowhere else to go except for a small clump of palm trees. In the morning she scaled one of them and forced a couple coconuts to the ground, she promptly found a jagged rock and began doing everything she could imagine to either poke a hole or break them open.

The first one she slammed against a rock broke in two halves and the milk was wasted, only a few drops remained as she desperately held it up to her mouth before moving on to the next one. "Come on, come on!" she growled impatiently at the coconut as she used a small flake from a rock to drill a hole into the hard shell successfully, the milk had never tasted sweeter than in that moment as she held it up to her lips and drank every last drop.

For five days it was all the same, she'd wake up, she'd climb the trees, she'd drop coconuts to the ground, she'd break them open and she'd drink and eat every drop and scrap she could get out of them. But on the sixth day she realized that there were no more coconuts, her only resource for survival was now depleted and soon she would begin to suffer the fate she had been left to. "Oh, you want another coconut?" Karina said to herself, she was beginning to feel the strain of the heat breaking her mentally, "well bloody guess what? THERE ARE NO BLOODY COCONUTS LEFT!" she shouted to herself.

"Well who the bloody hell ate all of them?" she asked in a slightly different voice as she flailed her arms around, "I think you bloody damn well know who the bloody hell ate all the bloody damn coconuts!" she said angrily, "YOU DID!" she shouted as she pointed to an invisible person in front of her. "And I'll tell you what's more, YOU ate all the bloody bread, YOU drank all the ale, YOU got us into trouble with the captain, and now I'm here bloody stuck with YOU," she said as she stomped around and waved behind her as if brushing someone off.

"And I'll tell you somethin' else, you sniveling little wench, THIS, this is my half of the island, and don't YOU bloody come across this line or I'll use my one shot, mark my words, I'll use it," Karina said as she drew a line in the sand and brandished the pistol. "You've lost it," she said in the slightly different voice, "I never had it to begin with!" she shouted as she turned and threw her hands up.

It would go on like this for days, she would expend all her energy arguing with herself until she couldn't argue anymore before she'd collapse in the shady bushes beneath the palm trees and sleep with her stomach rumbling. The seventh day brought strong storms that drenched the island in rain, Karina would spend the entire day with her mouth wide open gulping up everything she possibly could while collecting some extra in folded tropical leaves.

It was on the ninth day that Karina woke in the evening shade of the swaying palm trees and staggered out to the beach with the pistol in hand. "I know it's permanent, that's why I'm doing it, you crazed wanker," she said to herself, she was delirious as she she poured the powder down the barrel from a small glass vial and then packed in a lead ball. Her entire life seemed to flash across the horizon as she stuck the barrel against her throat and angled it at the back of her neck, she cocked the hammer and her eyes began to close in anticipation of what seemed inevitable.

What a hard life she'd had in the last few years, she'd lost her entire family, she'd lost their land, what little wealth she had they'd taken from her to pay back taxes she didn't know she owed. Karina had been forced to work in a brothel at night and as a hostess during the day at a local tavern, sometimes she'd serve the same men at both in the same day. Life had taken its toll on her, she was scarred, bruised, battered and her body ached most days, all she wanted was to lay down and rest comfortably.

She'd been traded from ship to ship as a deckhand, but the last trade was against her will when the pirates who left her stranded took her prisoner. She'd been on board a merchant ship bound for the Caribbean when they struck and captured her to suffer abuse of every kind for nearly a year, it was only when the captain had taken newer and fresher girls that he felt the need to throw her off and be done with her.

Her black hair draped her face as she shook violently with her finger on the trigger, all her misfortune felt like it was soon going to be swept away and eventually the sea would reclaim something of minor value from her body. Around her were the husks of broken coconuts, rocks she'd split for sharp flakes, her tattered old boots sat upright side by side looking on at the scene unfolding in front of them.

"I wouldn't be doin' that," came a voice from behind her, "not this time," Karina answered, she was sure it had to be another hallucination, she wasn't even sure when she was talking to herself anymore. It was when the silhouette of a woman in boots and a leather overcoat stepped out in front of her and reached out to pull the pistol away slowly, "Your time hasn't come yet," she said as she wrested the pistol from Karina's hand and tucked it into her belt.

"Come, my ship awaits," the woman said as she held her arm out and pointed in the direction of a ship with its sails rolled up and anchored in the distance. Karina staggered to her feet and stared with her mouth slightly open, "it's a ship," she said out loud, "I know it's a damn ship," she said in a different voice, she was beyond delirious, she felt weak as she tried to walk a couple steps before collapsing to her knees and falling face first into the sand.

The woman called a crewman over who picked Karina up on their shoulder and began to carry her away, as he did so she looked up and saw the woman kick open a large hidden cache of food, gold and rum that had been only a few feet away from the clump of palm trees the entire time. Karina passed out and when she awoke she found herself in a rope hammock aboard a very well maintained ship. "Where the hell am I?" she asked herself, "on a ship, you dolt," her other voice replied, "I bloody know that you jackass," she said back to it as she stumbled around and attempted to climb a staircase out of the lower deck.

She walked out onto the deck and saw the entire crew scrubbing, cleaning, varnishing and repairing anything and everything until the entire thing seemed to shine. "Ah yes, our guest has awakened," drifted a voice from the quarterdeck behind her, "is she talking about us?" Karina muttered before she stepped to the left a bit and looked at someone who wasn't there, "of course she is you imbecile, everyone else is already awake," she said as eyes began to fall on her and watch her talk to herself.

The woman put her hands behind her back and thumped down the steps slowly with a jingling set of spurs attached to her heavy boots, "breakfast is at dawn, supper is at twilight, you work and you can eat," she said as she looked down at Karina with rays of sunlight all around her, "go get something to eat and drink," she said as she pointed to the galley. Karina bowed deeply and a crewman led her down to the galley where she was given a large plate of meat and beans with a chunk of bread and a tankard filled with fresh water.

Karina gulped down the water, she chugged it until she could hardly breathe, tankard after tankard she gulped down before even touching her food. She forewent the silverware and used the bread to scoop up beans and meat to shovel into her mouth and down into her rumbling gullet as the cook looked on and shook his head. She ate messily, practically inhaling every bite until the food had disappeared as fast as it had been served.

Karina felt instantly better, but she still felt incredibly weak and fatigued, she thanked the cook and stumbled off to the hammock she'd woke up and drifted off to sleep. When she awoke again she found the hold full of the sleeping crew, she wanted to sleep more but couldn't and ended up quietly creeping up onto the deck. "Oi, can't be up here at night," said the watchman as he tried to make Karina go back down into the hold, "leave her be, Salu," the captain called from the quarterdeck, it seemed she never rested.

Boots thumped down the steps until Karina and the captain were eye to eye and Karina found herself unable to maintain eye contact. "Come with me," the captain said, opening the door to her quarters and ushering Karina inside to see a very well organized cabin full of books and trophies. "Not many survive being marooned," the captain said, throwing her overcoat onto her desk and slumping back in a chair with her legs spread wide, "but when they do they seem to be found by us," she said as she leaned forward to light a lantern.

"Do you have a name?" she asked, sitting back in her chair and looking at Karina as the boat gently rocked back and forth, "Karina," she replied, "Karina.. a lovely name," the captain said. "I'm Jinsol, but call me Bae," the captain said as she pulled a leather bound book to herself and began to scrawl Karina's name across the captains logs inside. "Rescued a marooned sailor by the name of Karina, our heading remains the same and we have picked up the cache without incident," she said aloud as she wrote.

"How can I thank you?" Karina asked, "I'm sure you're used to working on a ship, judging by your hands," Bae said as Karina looked down at her own calloused and rough looking palms and knuckles covered in cuts and scars, "something like that," she said while shuffling in place a bit and trying not to look at captain Bae. "Report to quartermaster Gilliam in the morning, he will train you to become a roper," Bae said, "in the meantime, you may join the watch on deck if you can't sleep," she said as she pressed an inked quill to parchment.

Karina bowed slightly and turned to leave the captains cabin, she couldn't explain why but she felt a near instant magnetism to Bae, and as she left she took one last look around the neat and tidy cabin that cast a marked impression into her mind when she remembered the last captains cabin in its rat filled and decaying state. Karina would do as Bae had instructed, she spent the early night on the deck watching from the stern across the darkened choppy sea before she retired to her hammock and slept until the loyal ships rooster crowed.

"Here we have your materials, all you're gonna do is roll 'em in opposing directions until they loop over," a rough looking white haired old man with a beard that touched his lap said as he puffed on a tobacco pipe while sitting next to Karina, "like so," he said as he twisted a length of rope until it created a small loop, "now all you're gonna do is twist a couple times, turn it, twist a couple times, turn it," he said as he showed her how it was down.

Karina nodded and created her own loop carefully, "like this?" she asked, brushing back her hair as he nodded, "good good, now you're ready to twist," he said as she began to twist, turn, twist, turn, she was amazed at how ridiculously simple making rope turned out to be. "Now you've reached the end of a length, so you're gonna grab another length and weave it in," he said as the ship lazily drifted across the open sea, "like this," he said as he twisted in a new length of material that blended perfectly into the rope.

Karina copied what he'd done and twisted her own length into the old one, it wasn't as good looking with a few frayed ends sticking out, but it was nice enough and held strong when her trainer tugged and tried to snap it. "Could be better, but it'll do, this is a non-consequential rope, we're going to turn this into a net for the hold," he said as he grabbed more material and the two began to twist and turn repeatedly.

"Captain on deck!" shouted a voice from behind and every sailor lifted an arm into the air with a chant of "hail captain!" before returning to their work. Captain Bae strolled the deck inspecting rigging and sail, she stopped at the mast and noticed a chip in the white paint of a capstan, "miss Kim," Bae said as a short and small framed woman hurried over to the captain with a salute, "yes captain?" she asked loudly, standing at attention.

"What would you call this?" Bae asked, her finger pointing at the chip in the paint, "a defect in the ship, one that needs correction," the woman said, it was becoming increasingly clear to Karina that this captain was strict and held her ship in great respect and pride. "See to it that it is corrected before supper," Bae said as her spurs chinked their way over to where Karina and the roper were sitting and twisting new lines.

"Mister Buckner here is the finest roper upon the high seas, we're still using rigging he made for us years ago," Bae said, she stood before Karina and Buckner wearing a brown leather overcoat with golden tassels and fasteners across the chest, beneath she had a slightly frilly white button up linen shirt, a pair of clean brown pants and calf high boots that they tucked into neatly. Upon her hip was a gleaming sword with an emerald attached at the pommel, on her belt a pair of pistols in leather holsters with Karina's tucked away in the middle.

Bae noticed Karina looking at the pistol and looked down at it herself before pulling it from her belt and inspecting it. "Having any more thoughts of joining the damned?" Bae asked Karina simply as Buckner puffed on his pipe and hummed while twisting rope, "no, captain," Karina said as Bae extended the pistol outward for her to take it back. Karina's hand wrapped around the wood and brass grip but Bae kept a tight hold of it and leaned over to look deep into Karina's eyes.

"I understand revenge, but if you do anything stupid with this I'll keelhaul you without a second thought," Bae said, "do we have an accord?" she asked as Karina nodded, "we use our words on this ship," Bae said as she held firm to the barrel of the pistol. "We have an accord, captain," Karina said as Bae released the pistol and lifted a completed coil of rope Karina had made to inspect it. "Mister Buckner, be sure that these frays are singed, they are unsightly," Bae said, "aye captain," Buckner said as he and Karina continued to twist and coil rope into usable lengths.

Karina's hands felt sore when they finished the amount of rope required for the large cargo net and Buckner soon showed her how to put one together, after just a couple hours the hold had a nice new rope net to hold a few sacks of flour up off the floor where any potential pests could get to it. Days passed and Karina would slowly integrate into the crew, she even began to take on added duties and would enjoy night watch sitting atop the mast in the crows nest where she would draw with charcoal the images of places she'd been or things she'd seen.

Karina often wished she had a home to go back to, it broke her heart to sit in the dark and realize there wouldn't be anywhere she could go on the planet where familiar people would await her with arms wide open to say "welcome home," it felt depressing enough for her to slowly close the cover of her journal and sit quietly until the next watchman came to relieve her.

Karina climbed down the rope ladder and found herself face to face with captain Bae at the bottom. "Miss Yu," Bae said as the young looking girl she'd asked to paint the capstan days earlier stood behind her with a bowl full of some kind of soup that she seemed to be enjoying. "Captain," Karina said, looking at Winter who gave a big smile and held the bowl out, "mushroom soup?" she asked, "no, thank you," Karina said as Bae took a stroll around the deck.

Winter stood awkwardly next to Karina and the two watched Bae make her regular rounds, "she's restless tonight," Winter said before eating a big spoonful of her mushroom soup. "I would like you two to mop the brig, then you can do as you please," Bae said as she went back into her cabin and the two of them made their way into the hold and toward the brig at the front of the ship. The brig was kept separate and had a heavy wooden door as an entrance, four small cells were on the inside and Winter wasted no time sitting inside one to finish eating her mushroom soup.

Winter seemed a little strange, she was jittery and kept looking over her left shoulder as if something was there. "Are you okay?" Karina asked as she stopped mopping for a moment to look at Winter, "yes, yes," Winter said as her eyes went wide and she randomly began to giggle. "Oh no, I think I put too many in," Winter said out loud as she began to panic, "what?" Karina asked, "too many magic mushrooms," Winter giggled as she sat back and rested a hand on her heaving chest.

She began to pant heavily, her heart was racing and her blood was pumping dangerously high, it was forcing itself into her erection that grew with every passing second in her woolen trousers. After a couple minutes Winter got up and began to help Karina mop, though she was doing it with a pulsing erection that she didn't even realize she had. "What the bloody hell?!" Karina said loudly when she saw the tent Winter was pitching, "oh uh, say uh," Winter said, "would ya look at that, only happens when I have mushroom soup," Winter said with wide eyes as the two stood in the dim light of the oil lanterns.

Karina wasn't sure what to do, "ah," she said simply and returned to mopping, Winter did not do the same. Karina made the poor decision of turning her back to Winter and soon felt Winter's presence right behind her, she jumped when she turned to see the small girl standing just inches away with a massive erection pushing her trousers out. Winter smiled widely and looked up at Karina, "you have big beautiful breasts," Winter said, "uh, thanks," Karina replied, she really want to barge right out of the room and be anywhere else on the ship.

"I think we're done mopping," Karina said as she tried to rush by Winter and make for the door but Winter caught her by the wrist and held her back. Winter looked down at the floor and tried to adjust her erection so it wasn't as visible, "I'm sorry, can I ask you a favor?" Winter asked, "uh," Karina said, "don't tell anyone I have a..." Winter said, "things are hard enough for me as they are," she continued as Karina saw the same look in Winter's eyes that she had in her own, the look of someone who had lost everything.

"What's wrong?" Karina asked, "I don't have anywhere to go, and nobody wants me because I have this," she said, looking down at her still throbbing cock that didn't seem to be subsiding whatsoever. "I'll have to uh, you know," Winter said while making a stroking motion with her hand, "before I go back into the hold," she said as Karina tried to process all the weirdness going on right now.

Karina felt pity for Winter, though she didn't know the full story she felt a kindred fire burning between the two of them as they stood in the dimly lit brig looking into each others eyes. "Maybe I can help," Karina said, setting the mop down against the wall and standing in front of Winter, "really?" Winter asked, her face lighting up as she continued twitching and occasionally looking over her shoulder, "yea, sure," Karina said as she smiled back and the two awkwardly stood in the middle of the narrow brig waiting for one another to make a move.

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The sea winds blew and the ship drifted through the endless expanses of the ocean while hammocks swung gently and followed the tilt of the ship correcting itself, each had a sleeping sailor in it that wouldn't budge until the loyal rooster stirred them awake at dawns first light. Meanwhile, the awkward staring in the brig between Karina and Winter had been broken by a rather severe tilt that sent Winter flailing backward into the wall of a cell before she slumped atop a bench and sat with her legs spread clutching at anything for support.

Karina had grabbed hold of some rope netting and stayed just barely upright, she watched as Winter dusted her flat cap and placed it back atop her short sandy blonde hair. Winter couldn't tell what was going on, the brig was spinning in a vortex of vivid colors and Karina looked as if she was glowing luminescent all over. "Whoa squiffy," Winter said as she stuck her hand out and rolled her fingers open and closed, it looked as if time had slowed down, "that... is interesting," she said as her nails looked like they were a neon pink, "very, very interesting," she said.

When the ship corrected itself Karina stood up straight and slowly entered the brig with cautious steps, "must have been a rogue wave," Karina said, she'd seen many of them over her time on the sea, just as she finished the last word another one caused the bow of the ship to rise before dipping forward with the stern rising behind it. Winter began to pant with her tongue pinched between her teeth, "definitely too many mushrooms," she said as her eyes went wide and she stared up at the spinning ceiling without the slightest clue she was even on a ship.

Karina clung to the bars at the entrance of the cell to keep herself standing up, she was becoming confused about Winter and unsure if she even remembered the last couple minutes or not. "Did you still want me to uh.." Karina said as the ship righted itself again and the wind outside seemed to calm, Karina let out a sigh and hoped it would be the last of the rough weather. Winter didn't even know Karina was in front of her and began to absentmindedly push her trousers down to reveal a pulsing cock that looked to be around six and a half inches (16.5cm) or maybe a little larger.

Winter panted like a dog on a hot day, her tongue hung from her mouth as she stroked herself with both of her eyes twitching rapidly, she really seemed to be enjoying it as she beat her cock to a full erection. "Are you okay?" Karina asked, "I told ya, I only get hard when I'm outta me gourd on mushrooms," Winter groaned back as she pressed her shoulders to the wall and stroked herself like it would be the last time she ever got to do so.

"I, uh," Karina said as the entire ship creaked and groaned upon the choppy sea, she wasn't sure what to do in this situation other than just watch. "Are ya just gonna be a peeper or what?" Winter moaned, she was squirming on the bench with every stroke, her entire body writhing in pleasure as she pumped her hips against her own hands and looked like a desperate pervert. Karina slowly entered the cell and sank to her knees, her hands pushed Winter's away and replaced them on her hard shaft, stroking slowly as Winter's eyes rolled back.

"Aah, I swear, I cum so easily," Winter said, her tongue began to hang from her mouth soon after, she panted heavily and wrapped her hands around the edge of the wooden bench as Karina stroked slowly. "You cum easily, hm?" Karina asked in a sweet voice as Winter nodded enthusiastically, she could hardly contain her excitement over her cock being touched by a woman for the first time in a long time. "Unnggh, fuck!" Winter said, "I'm burning up! your hands feel so good!" Winter said, her face contorting into an ahegao expression the moment she felt Karina's hot breath wash over her shaft.

Winter's leaky cock touched to Karina's soft lips and Karina was sure that Winter would pass out from sheer excitement if she went any further. "Oh, oh, OOOHH!" Winter said over and over, her eyes opened and closed quickly, her tongue was hanging from her mouth and drooling across the front of her vest as Karina pushed her mouth down Winter's shaft and began to slowly work herself back and forth on it. Winter's panting only quickened and soon her small hands were gripping the back of Karina's head, her hips were trying everything they could to get her entire cock into Karina's hot and wet mouth, she couldn't hold back as she stood up and started to thrust.

Karina's eyes went wide, the sudden move from Winter was unexpected and she soon found herself gagging and coughing on Winter's thick sweaty cock that coated her tongue in a sheet of precum that didn't seem to go away. Winter's hips pumped away aimlessly, they were clearly unpracticed and sloppy, some of her thrusts were rough and hit the back of Karina's throat a bit too hard, causing her to cough and cover her cock in a thick load of spit. "Yes! fuck yes! finally!" Winter panted, "I've waited so long," she groaned, "so long to fuck a woman!" she moaned, her fingers were weaving into Karina's hair and holding her in place, using her as she pleased.

"Fuck! unngggghhhh aaaahhhh!" Winter shouted incoherently, letting out a series of guttural groans as her thrusting seemed to slow and she pushed her fat cock into Karina's throat as far as she could possibly go. "I'm gonna pump ya with a bucket load of batter!" Winter said out loud as Karina's eyes went wide and she felt the pulsing throb of an orgasm blowing ropes straight into the back of her throat without warning or pause. "Unnnnggghhhh!" Winter groaned as Karina pulled back and let Winter's cock flop from her mouth mid-orgasm, the sticky ropes shooting across her face and clothes.

At the same time, another wave hit the ship and caused it to roll just enough for the cell door to slam shut, locking itself in the process with both of them inside. Winter didn't even know they were locked in together, she was too busy panting with her eyes twitching, her cock bouncing up and down as it continued pumping out the last remnants of her pent up load, she simultaneously fell back into her seat, hitting her forehead on the wall in the process. Karina had realized what was happening and had tried to stop the door but was unsuccessful, now she was laying awkwardly on the floor with cum dripping from her face and a thick load of jizz oozing from her mouth.

Winter sat on the bench, her cock still throbbing and covered in spit, her boner refused to go away as she continued panting and breathing heavily. Karina sat next to her and tried to wipe the salty cum from her face, hoping she got all of it before someone found them. A few moments later the door banged open and Bae stepped in, her gaze falling over Winter with her fat dick standing erect and Karina with a clearly visible rope of cum across her neck that she'd missed. Karina sat stock still like a stone statue, she was paralyzed in place and felt the embarrassment washing over her as Bae looked her up and down.

"Captain," Winter said with a bright smile, "I had too many of me mushrooms," she said and began to laugh soon after before slumping over on the bench clutching her chest. "Go to your hammock," Bae said, opening the cell door and ushering Karina out, Karina looked back for a second and saw Bae standing over Winter, she could hear Bae speaking in an irritated tone as she closed the door behind her and climbed into a hammock that she wouldn't leave until the next morning.

Winter was nowhere to be seen for most of the day, only emerging that evening with a stony straight face as she brushed varnish onto the mast and capstans. "Hey," Karina said simply as Winter walked by her, "have we met?" Winter asked, "uh, yes?" Karina said, it seemed Winter had absolutely no recollection of the previous night. "Never seen ya before," Winter said, "captain's always getting new faces, looks like you're useful," she said as Karina continued making rope even while speaking to Winter.

"Back to work, you drug addled dog," Bae said down from the quarterdeck to Winter, "and you, I want double your average in rope today or you won't be eating," she said, Karina was unsure why it seemed to be such a big deal, but knew better than to debate it with someone that gave off such a powerful aura. It was sunset when Karina had made her quota for the day, her hands were feeling blistered and rough, her arms hurting slightly from all the rolling and weaving, but she endeavored to approach the captain and get some form of approval.

Karina knocked on the captains quarters door and was let in by one of Bae's bodyguards, "yes?" Bae asked simply, "the rope you requested is ready," Karina said, "is it good quality?" Bae asked, she hadn't even looked up from the parchment that she was scribbling on with a quill. "I believe it is, captain," Karina said, watching as Bae set the quill into a bottle of ink and stood up to walk out to the deck and inspect Karina's bundles of rope. It was very high quality and Bae knew it was strong, but she felt the need to nitpick and demand more so as to not look weak.

"This is average quality rope, there are imperfections here and here, and this particular bundle is only suitable for the cargo hold," Bae said, "tomorrow you will do double again, no imperfections," she said, shoving a bundle into Karina's chest before walking away. "Do I get to eat, captain?" Karina asked meekly, Bae turned around and nodded silently before heading back into her cabin for the night.

Winter sat in the kitchen at the long table, a couple other crew members were scattered around as Karina sat across from Winter with a dry looking hunk of meat and a piece of bread that she was going to dip into a thick seafood stew. "Hey there," Karina said, "hey," Winter said quietly, wrapping her arms around her own bowl of stew and pulling it to herself as if protecting it. "Did you put your magic mushrooms in that one?" Karina asked, trying to make any kind of small talk with her, it was when Winter looked up at her that Karina saw the bruise on Winter's forehead, she hadn't noticed it earlier because of her hat.

"Captain did away with me mushrooms," Winter said as she pushed her spoon around in her stew slowly, "oh, I'm sorry," Karina said as she tried breaking up her meat to add it to her stew in hopes that it would soften up. "It was the mushrooms or be marooned," Winter said, "I raised them mushrooms meself, cared for them diligently, fed them regularly, my own little world in a box," Winter said in a depressed kind of voice. "Captain is a beautiful broad, cunning, brave, best damn captain you could ask for," Winter said, picking a chunk of potato up with her spoon, "but she is ruthless and cold," she finished as she took a bite of her stew and realized it had gone cold, "just like this stew," Winter groaned, she hated cold food.

"You don't remember the brig last night?" Karina asked, "they didn't let me out of the brig until midday," Winter said, "figured I was drunk again," she said as Karina dipped a piece of bread into her stew and took a bite of something that was barely passing as edible. "What happened in the brig?" Winter asked, taking a reluctant bite of a shrimp from her stew, "oh, nothing, we were just very drunk," Karina said, "ah," Winter replied, the two of them slowly finished their stews and Winter got up to head to her hammock, rubbing her bruised forehead a bit.

When Karina turned in for the night she picked a hammock right next to Winter's, climbing in and pulling a wool blanket over herself as she stared at Winter's back. As Winter slept her shirt pulled up just enough for Karina to see the scars of lashings from a whip, dozens of them, her entire lower back was covered and she could only assume her upper was the same. Karina felt a wave of pity running through her, she knew all too well what unnecessary punishment felt like.

"Poor thing," Karina whispered to herself, her thoughts soon turned to wondering exactly what Winter had done to deserve all those lashes, but she knew that learning the past about her new crew wasn't going to be easy if they were all like Winter and Bae. Karina rolled onto her back and looked up at a ray of silver moonlight shining in from outside, tonight the sea was calm and peaceful and she would rest well.

Karina's eyes closed, but wouldn't remain that way for long.

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"Captain, looks like Spanish flags on the horizon," Tzuyu said as she rushed halfway up the stairs of the quarterdeck, "what should we do?" she asked, breathing heavily as the adrenaline began to rush through her. A pair of carbon steel spurs chinked loudly as Mina took several steps forward to wrap a hand around the wheel, swaying side to side for a few moments as if she were drunk.

With the eyes of every gnarled pirate upon her she finally began to flash a smile, "hoist the colors, run out the guns, if they want to chase us then we'll give 'em a run they'll not forget!" Mina said as she turned the ship abruptly and turned it in the direction of two small islands with a narrow passage between them.

"There's four of them and two of us, we'll even the odds and run 'em through the channel," Mina said down to Tzuyu who was soon joined by Momo. "Allow us to board, captain, I'm begging you," Momo said as she pulled a battered looking scimitar from its scabbard that she'd taken from a dead arab sailor.

"Miss Momo, I assure ya in the most cordial of ways," Mina said, taking a slight bow with her hand rolling in front of her, "today shall be a day of sword, sail and swash until ya are properly filled with the delightful tingle of excessive violence," Mina said as Momo smiled maniacally.

"Prepare the guns you mangy dogs!" Momo shouted as she excitedly rushed about and disappeared below deck. "Captain, are you sure we're able to take on four Spanish ships?" Tzuyu asked nervously, "do ya doubt yer captain, miss Chou?" Mina asked, "if ya do, ya won't for long," Mina said with a devilish smile as the ship began to sail quickly for the channel with the Spanish gaining speed and distance rapidly.

"Miss Momo, I believe yer time be comin'," Mina shouted from the quarterdeck as they sailed into the small inlet and the Spanish were abruptly bottlenecked and forced into a full broadside confrontation one-on-one.

"Run out the guns! give 'em what they come for!" Mina shouted as Momo relayed the command down through the hull and the sound of cannons rolling could be heard. The Spanish were slow to ready their cannons, a moment that had Mina's eyes blazing with delight, they weren't as ready as the Ribbonfish, the ship upon which Mina was now barking orders down to a rowdy crew of anxious pirates and buccaneers.

"Fire at will, four salvos and then we board 'em scurvy ridden Spanish bastards!" Mina shouted as the cannons below began to fire in a rapid line that tore huge chunks of the Spanish ship apart, some even destroying the cannons that had just been loaded and run out.

One salvo, two salvos, then the Spanish finally got a few lucky shots in before the third caused the hull of the Spanish ship to explode in a dramatically grandiose way sending sailors high into the air and setting the mast and sail ablaze. "What a day! what a bloody day!" Mina cackled as musket balls whizzed by her head.

She took a moment to look back at the spectacle behind her, the second ship, the aptly named Fearnot, had dealt an equal amount of damage to the Spanish ship that had pulled up beside it, tearing it to pieces with the two massive haphazardly fitted howitzers that rocked the Fearnot side to side with every shot as it punched holes big enough for elephants to walk through in the Spanish ship.

The ship next to the Ribbonfish began to sink so fast that it became beached upon a shallow reef, its keel dragging along jagged corral until it came to a sudden stop and turned sideways with the second Spanish ship ramming into it moments later. "Captain!" Momo shouted as she was overcome with maniacal laughter, "yes, miss Momo?" Mina called, "I've never seen such carnage!" Momo shouted back as Mina smiled.

They came to the end of the inlet with the remaining two Spanish ships lagging behind far enough that the Ribbonfish and Fearnot had enough time to set up a V shaped crossfire that the Spanish couldn't avoid and wouldn't be able to fight back from. The first ship put up a valiant fight and landed several good hits on the Fearnot, but soon found itself listing over as its keel collapsed and the ship itself split in half, sinking to the shallow depths where it tangled up the ship behind it and held it in place for boarding parties to sally forth in rickety old rowboats.

As the gunfire, clanking of swords, screaming and shouting started, Mina walked calmly across the deck of the Spanish ship with her cutlass in one hand and her pistol in the other, her spurs clanked and chinked with every authoritative step she took toward the quarterdeck where a Spanish captain and governor were cowering behind a line of cuirass clad swordsmen.

"We can do this my way, or we can do it miss Momo's way," Mina said up to them, biting into a shiny green apple as Momo walked up beside Mina with her scimitar dripping in blood that pooled on the toe of her leather boot.

"I will inform ya with great respect, if ya opt for miss Momo's way she will likely flay yer body alive, make boots out of yer skin, place yer heads upon pikes and use yer livers for fish bait," Mina said as Momo spun around in a flash of movement that saw a Spanish sailor cut down and left writhing on the wooden planks behind them.

Mina's crew were now gathering prisoners for ransom, ransacking the ship and running wild as the remaining Spanish surrendered. Mina turned abruptly and looked at her own crewman with a pistol raised and a Spanish sailor held at arms length in a threatening manner.

"His hands are up and he's unarmed, mister Robbins, that means he's a prisoner," Mina said angrily, "release him now," she said as Robbins seemingly didn't hear her. Mina rolled her eyes as her gathered crew watched her pistol aim and a shot rang out, a moment later Robbins' body lay sprawled out on the deck, his lifeless corpse already being stripped for anything shiny or valuable by his own.

"Let this be a lesson, my commands are final, they are absolute, anyone who disobeys a command can expect the same treatment," Mina said to her crew before turning back to the Spanish in their defensive circle on the quarterdeck.

"What'll it be then?" Mina asked as she handed her pistol to someone to be reloaded. The Spanish captain and governor seemed to be conferring quietly with one another as Mina waited patiently with Momo nearly foaming at the mouth for more action. "Allow us to sail back to our home port and you can have anything aboard the ship you like," the governor said, causing Mina to roll her eyes, she knew full well that a Spanish governor would fetch a much higher price than anything they could possibly have on the ship.

"Ya alone are worth more than all four of yer ships combined, and seein' as there be only one left, not much value for me in ya proposal, is there?" Mina said up to him as the governor's face turned white with fear and the guards began to panic as Mina set one foot upon the quarterdeck stairs, then another, slowly creeping up to them with Momo and Tzuyu behind her.

"And besides, I have yer ship already, ya have no leverage here, governor, so here be what I feel is fancy and fine," Mina said as she brushed aside the sword of a guard with her cutlass.

"I'll be takin' this whole ship, I'll be holdin' ya, the captain, these guards and any remaining crew for ransom, and I'll be takin' whatever we please from the ship whether ya approve it or not," Mina said, "and if ya don't like any of that, then we can just kill all of ya right now, outright," she said as the sound of a dozen pistols and muskets having their hammers cocked filled the air behind her.

Mina bit into her apple again and passed through the guards as if she were a ghost, they put up no resistance as she traced a finger over the captains shoulders and up the back of his neck until her fingers met his black hat with a white feather tucked into the band.

Mina pulled his hat off and wrapped a hand around the back of his head, "'em hammers being cocked are the sound of certain death, captain, the knocking of the grave upon the door of yer soul, tell that pompous rotund pig that there be no way out of this unless he accepts my conditions," she said into his ear, whispering the words in such a way that the captain felt his heart rate jump and his eyes twitch slightly.

"Do as she says," the captain commanded to his guards as he pulled out his sword and pistol and threw them to the floor. "A wise choice, captain," Mina said as she collected them and pulled the hat onto her own head, "and I'll be keepin' the hat," she said, running a finger up his neck to his chin as she smiled and turned to walk down the steps of the quarterdeck. "Take 'em all to the brig, and make sure the fat one receives half rations," Mina shouted as the guards, governor and captain were all apprehended.

"I was hoping for more, captain," Momo said as they pushed open the doors to the Spanish captains quarters and started to look around. "And what exactly were ya hoping for?" Mina asked as she opened a wooden trunk and the glow of something gold and shiny reflected on her face. "More blood," Momo said as she fell back into the captains chair and put her feet up on his heavy wooden desk, she sounded almost depressed that there weren't more Spaniards to slash with her scimitar.

"Well," Mina said as her hand curled around a large golden compass that she opened to see it wasn't pointing north, but in a random direction that made no sense for any form of navigation. "Now that... is interesting," Mina said quietly to herself as she closed the compass and put it into her pocket. She turned around quickly on her heels and faced Momo, "a proposition!" she said, holding one hand up and using it to tip one side of a scale upon the captains shelving.

"I now have three ships, and I'm in need of a third captain, it would appear," Mina said as she looked curiously into a bird cage with a parrot inside, "and if ya aren't enticed already, this one comes with a very fine bird," Mina said as Momo sat up. "Are you offering me this ship?" Momo asked, she couldn't believe this moment had finally come. "It comes with a fine bird," Mina said as if the parrot were some kind of pot sweetening deal that Momo wouldn't be able to resist.

She wasn't wrong, Momo couldn't get out of the chair fast enough to accept her new rank and throw her arms around the captain she'd followed from Tortuga to Cuba to the East Indies and through everything in between. They'd raided, pillaged, plundered and done it all, and Momo had been Mina's most loyal and dedicated the entire time.

Mina dusted her hat and straightened the feather, she reached her hands out to adjust Momo's frilly blouse and button the top of her vest, allowing her hand to rest for a moment between Momo's cleavage.

"Think of a name, we will have to lend some crew until we can take on new ones, in the meantime, let's take what we can from the wrecks," Mina said as Momo followed her out to the scene of carnage where a half-sunk Spanish ship was burning just above water with a group of Spanish sailors pleading for rescue upon the shore of the larger island.

The smoke from the burning ship filled the otherwise fresh air, Mina took a deep breath upon the quarterdeck of the Ribbonfish and exhaled, they'd been eluding the Spanish for nearly a week and the smell of the burning sails was like sweet victory to her.

A rowboat came over from the Fearnot containing the rower and Kazuha's second in charge, Sakura, a woman that Mina found to be tolerable only in small amounts due to her and Momo constantly arguing over who the better buccaneer truly was. There weren't many in the world who could match either one, but Mina knew that on any given day she could cut either of them to ribbons, and Kazuha would be a closer match than either one, though she hoped none of them ever turned into mutinous traitors.

Sakura came aboard and smartly stood before the quarterdeck with Mina looking over the rail at her, "yes?" Mina asked tersely after a few seconds of awkward staring at one another. "Your benevolence, what shall become of the Spaniards and their slaves ashore?" Sakura asked, removing her hat and bowing curtly before Mina. "How many be there?" Mina asked as she turned to look at the shore where nearly a hundred Spaniards and about fifty slaves were all gathered on the shore.

"More than we can take, captain," Sakura said as Mina racked her brain for ideas, and after a minute or two believed she'd come up with the solution. "See who wants to join the crew, and the ones who don't will have to wait for their precious empire to come and claim 'em, assuming the sea don't do it first," Mina said as Sakura nodded and returned to the rowboat to inform Kazuha. About a half hour later the rowboat approached the shore with every gun on every ship pointed at the crowd of Spaniards and their slaves in case any got a dumb idea.

Momo, Sakura and Kazuha hopped off the rowboat without fear as the crowd of Spanish sailors took a few steps back. "Lend us your ears, you worthless deck washers," Momo said in Spanish as she pulled her scimitar from its sheath and all of them backed up even more. Kazuha and Sakura followed suit with their katanas being pulled from ray skin sheaths, the message was already clear before they'd even started to speak.

"Any one of you who don't join our crew will be left here until your empire pays for your return, and if they don't pay, then you'll all die here on this god forsaken hellhole, but not before you each thirst and hunger to skin and bones and begin eating one another until the last man standing," Momo said, she could already imagine how horribly this cowering crowd of halfwits would perish in just a couple of weeks if they were left alone.

"I don't think they know what you just said," Sakura said as Momo stepped forward and started to look over the Spanish, she walked the line of them with the tip of her sword just inches from the sand. "Do you understand?" she asked almost each one until she reached the small group of slaves bunched up at the end completely separated from the Spanish.

The African slaves parted as Momo started to walk through them, her hand reached out and wrapped around the chin of one, her thumb pried his mouth open to inspect his teeth and turn his head side to side.

"I will join your crew," came a deep voice from behind Momo, "and so will many of my brothers," he said, stepping forward as Momo turned around to see a near seven foot tall African man with a leather collar around his neck connected to his wrists and ankles with chains that restrained him. Momo's scimitar raised itself to just under his jaw and lifted his chin, "what say we?" Momo called to Sakura and Kazuha.

"Aye," said Kazuha, "aye," said Sakura, they were in agreement to take him and others aboard. "Two years before the mast, serve us well and we will release you where you wish," Momo said as the tall slave nodded and Momo lowered the scimitar. The first load of new crewmen made their way over to Momo's ship while she walked among the remaining souls to see who would join and who would almost certainly die on this island.

Meanwhile, the Spanish governor met with Mina and pleaded for the return of himself and his men to Cuba, the place they'd originally set out from to pursue Mina and Kazuha. "The word of Spaniards means as much as salt in the sea, I know there be gold aboard that ship somewhere, ya could find yerself aboard a couple small schooners if ya aid us in finding it, or ya could find the seagulls picking corpses clean," Mina said, she'd never intended to honor her initial deal because she knew this governor lacked any shred of dignity or honor.

"In the hold, at the very back there's a hidden door behind a pile of otherwise worthless cargo, inside you will find the gold bound for the empires endeavors in Florida," the governor said as Mina stood up and escorted him from her quarters. She took a rowboat over to the newly captured ship and dug out a trunk of gold that was practically overflowing, she'd never seen so many gold coins, there was enough to pay every crewman for the next half decade at the very least.

With the trunk loaded up and returned to her quarters, she put her boots up on her desk and began to write in her log to jot down the days events in great and graphic detail. There was a knock on the door as she finished up her log, "come in," Mina said as the door swung open and Momo, Kazuha and Sakura all stood in the doorway with a throng of black African men behind them.

"Captain, care to appraise my new crew?" Momo asked, presenting the black men to Mina. "We intend to take replacements from among them as well," Kazuha said as Mina pulled on her hat and stood up, she tucked her pistol into her belt and began to step out onto the deck. "Quite the selection that's been cobbled together," Mina said aloud as the new men stood straight in lines along the deck.

"The weaker ones will do as cleaners, cooks and cannoneers," Mina said as she walked along and found a few of the taller and more muscular ones. "These should be trained for boarding, raiding and laborious tasks," Mina said as she looked up at the near seven foot tall one.

"Welcome to the fleet, if any of ya get any ideas or designs upon my power ya will find yourself walkin' the plank," Mina said loudly as she walked among the rows. "Captain Momo requires thirty good men to man her ship, captain Kazuha requires a dozen to replenish hers, I will personally choose at random who goes where, and holdovers will be split evenly among all ships," Mina said as she went around looking at each one selecting them for each ship at random.

A day later the crews were set and the ships were underway with repairs being made in the process. The seas were calm and the wind steady, they sailed without issue all day and when night came Mina found herself in her quarters feeling restless and rather bored. She rolled out of her bed barefoot with a pair of woolen trousers and a white blouse, she walked along the gunnels and out to the bow, looking out over the ocean at an island with pinpricks of light upon it.

Mina stepped up the quarterdeck to the helm and took over for the navigator she'd left in charge, steering the ship toward the island. "I'm feeling thirsty," Mina said as the two ships followed behind and they sailed into the harbor of the small island to find it was filled with many other pirates, it seemed they'd stumbled upon a hideout that previously hadn't been jotted down on her maps.

"Wake up ya scurvy ridden bilge rats, we're goin' ashore!" Mina shouted down into the hold where most of her crew slept, the majority of which couldn't get out of their hammocks fast enough at the prospect of dry land, beer and whores to spend all their money on. The ships anchored and crewmen were selected to stay behind and guard them while the rest went ashore in the lifeboats to find a rowdy tavern full of gap toothed salty sea dogs carousing vigorously.

The moment Mina's spurs sounded within the tavern an eerie silence fell over the place and only hushed whispers broke the steely quiet. Even the saltiest of old pirates seemed to have no words for the moment as Mina walked across the wooden floor with her boots loudly thumping and her spurs chiming in a way that cast a bit of intimidation into everyone present.

Momo followed close behind as the two made their way to the near dilapidated counter of the bar. "I'll be 'avin' that," Mina said, plucking a whole leg of some kind of bird from a plate and eating it as she walked.

"Ales," Mina said simply as she threw a small pouch full of gold coins onto the counter, "and one for everyone here," she said loudly as the crowd burst into a relief filled round of cheers that led to the resuming of their raucous activities prior to her arrival. Mina and Momo took their ales and went up on a rickety balcony where they could have some peace and quiet from the crowd below. In a quiet voice Mina sat back in a wooden chair, "couple nice looking sloops in the harbor," Mina said simply as she sipped her ale.

Mina had many beads throughout her hair, glass ones, wooden ones, a couple of tattered orange and purple ribbons, around her neck was a golden pendant with a menacing looking skull upon it surrounded by inward pointing spear points. Her dirty white blouse was contrasted against by the brown corset she wore, her brown woolen trousers tucked into a pair of boots that sported a knife tucked into each one. On her side was her cutlass, an axe tucked in her belt next to it, a pistol tucked next to the axe, a ring on nearly every finger as she lifted the black hat from her head and set it upon the table.

Momo leaned forward with a smile illuminated by the dim light of a lantern, "we'll be having those, yea captain?" Momo asked, "I'll be 'avin' 'em all, miss Momo," Mina said as her crew started a massive brawl down below. Mina had no intention of stopping it, in fact, she knew that it would be great for them if they exerted all that pent up frustration, anger and exhaustive boredom upon the souls unfortunate enough to be here upon their arrival.

After thirty minutes the tavern was all but destroyed, everyone who had been there before was now either on the floor writhing in agony or they'd bolted as soon as the fighting had started. Mina's spurs chinked their way down the staircase and her crew immediately began to straighten up, "begone with ya lot of mangy crab legged dogs," Mina said, waving her hand dismissively as her crew obeyed her command and started making for the doors and back down to the rowboats.

"For yer troubles," Mina said, putting another bag of gold on the counter that would more than cover the expenses incurred during the brawl. Mina and Momo sauntered to the door with Mina pausing for a moment, "be 'avin' that," Mina said, picking up a nearly untouched bottle of dark colored rum that she took a swig from before stepping out into the night to feel the breezy ocean air.

"Miss Momo, I think this would be a most fine opportunity for our new crewmen to prove their worth," Mina said, taking another drink from the dusty unmarked bottle of rum. "The slaves, you mean?" Momo asked, "I don't see chains on 'em, those are free men now," Mina said as Momo nodded and began strolling down to the rowboats whistling softly. "Load up, back to the ships!" Momo yelled as Mina waited alongside Sakura and Kazuha on the shore for them to return.

Some time later the rowboats returned full of men so black that they nearly disappeared against the darkness of night. "Ya, ya, ya, both of ya, and especially ya," Mina said, looking up at the near seven foot tall one that looked back down at her, "yer gonna be leadin' 'em," Mina said up to him as she started leading the ones she'd picked toward the piers with sloops and schooners tied up.

"We'll be 'avin' 'em ships, all of 'em," Mina said, pointing her cutlass at the sloops, "and all of ya will be the ones to bring 'em to me," she said as the ramshackle group milled around just long enough to find makeshift weapons of their own before they started making their way over to the sloops and a lone schooner sitting at the docks. Mina, Momo, Sakura and Kazuha followed behind, they were eager to see what these new crewmen could do, but it soon became apparent that none of them had engaged in combat of any kind before.

Within the first couple minutes of fighting they were nearly overwhelmed, all except for the tall one who flung the crew of the largest sloop around as if they were sacks of grain. He tossed them overboard, threw them around, choked them, punched them, held them in one hand while the other picked up another to chokeslam both onto the deck with such force that is nearly broke the wooden planks beneath his feet.

With the two crews squared off on another sloop, he looked around the one he was on and found the perfect weapon, a large wooden hammer meant for releasing a lever that held the sloops capstan in place. He picked it up and admired its heft, spinning it in his hands before he moved to the next sloop.

The rabble of mostly worthless crewmen stood around afraid of engaging one another, and just as the tall one set foot on the sloop there was a racket from the tavern as a couple dozen pirates sallied out with rusty swords, knives and guns of varying degrees of workability.

"Well... I won't be 'avin' that," Mina said as she drew her cutlass in one hand and her pistol in the other, a shot rang out clear as a church bell on Sunday and dropped a charging pirate to the ground where he would not rise from again. Her cutlass seemed to whistle in the night air while Momo's scimitar sliced men and cut a pitchfork handle clean in two followed by its owner. Kazuha and Sakura were doing a lot of acrobatic swordplay, their katanas swinging and gleaming as they cut through the mass of dirty unwashed men that rushed them.

Mina paused for a moment with her hand around a pirates neck, choking him enough that he gripped her wrist as she held her boarding axe aloft, "it's not bloody coordinated dancing, ladies!" Mina called to Kazuha and Sakura who were synced up in movements almost perfectly. "Don't be jealous, captain!" Kazuha called back as she front flipped over a pirates back and stuck him from behind with her katana while Sakura stuck him from the front with hers.

"I'm not bloody jealous!" Mina shouted, dispatching the ragged old man in her hand, "and I'm the best damn dancer!" she shouted as half the crowd moved by them and rushed the boat in an attempt to secure the sloop. With more pirates spilling out it became evident that the four of them were going to need a bit of help if they wanted to get out of this one, or maybe they didn't, Mina thought as she watched Momo and her scimitar cutting men in large graceful hacking motions.

Momo swung that scimitar around like it weighed nothing, and in her left hand was a small tomahawk that she would throw with a good deal of force if there were a couple attackers coming at her. Mina wanted to say something witty, but seeing as Momo had a half dozen men coming her way she held back and instead lent her sword to take up half of the fight.

"Still hoping for more, miss Momo?" Mina asked as she slashed, hacked, lunged and stabbed with her cutlass, they'd finally made it to a point where there seemed to be no more coming from the tavern.

Momo wiped a splatter of blood from her chin and cheek, causing it to smear along her pale skin as she looked at Mina. Momo huffed, heaved and panted as if she were in a trance like state, but Mina knew it was the usual post-fight blood frenzy high that Momo always had, she'd likely be puking within the next few minutes, keeled over hacking up a lung or her hands would be shaking uncontrollably for the next couple days.

Mina put an arm around Momo's shoulders and helped her stay on her feet, but not before she kissed Momo's bloody cheek and started leading her down the path where the boats were. Kazuha and Sakura followed behind and kept looking back to ensure that nobody else was giving them a surprise or attempting a stealthy ambush. They watched as the scene aboard the sloop unfolded, the tall former slave swung the hammer around and cleared the deck single handed, sending the crew flying over the sides and crashing into the harbor.

He then hopped off the sloop and onto the dock that was just wide enough for two men to walk side by side on, he blocked the path of the gaggle of pirates from reaching the scared former slaves on the deck behind him. With his hammer he swung side to side, sending pirate after pirate into the water, creating just enough of a distraction for Mina and Momo to jump aboard the other sloop and cut it loose while Kazuha and Sakura cut through the pirates from behind to reach the second one.

"Sakura, take a handful of these men and go get that schooner," Kazuha said as Sakura nodded and took a handful of the men with her to board the schooner that provided virtually no resistance. "Stop! please! we'll join you if you spare us!" the crew of the schooner begged as Sakura looked them over and saw they were definitely seaworthy and would probably provide quite a bit of good labor if spared. "Get us untied and underway, and if you cross me I'll cleave you clean in twain!" Sakura said as the six men scrambled to get the ship underway.

The two sloops and schooner left the harbor behind along with the bodies of many dead pirates, many more had managed to survive and were now gathering in the tavern realizing they had no ships to leave or give chase. Mina cackled with delight as she looked out over the small armada she now had, two full size ships of the line, a well armed frigate, two sloops and a schooner that she'd soon need to find the guns for outfitting.

"The sloops and schooner will be rifle boats for now, we have a couple cannons to spare for each," Mina said during a meeting with Momo, Kazuha and Sakura. "Now for the matter of captaincies," Mina said as she looked out through the window of her quarters, "Kazuha captains the Fearnot, Momo captains the... have ya still not named the damn thing?" Mina asked as she turned around to look at Momo.

"The Gazongas," Momo said.
"The what?" Mina asked.
"Gazongas, captain," Momo said.

"Momo captains the.. Gazongas, that means miss Sakura may choose which ship she takes, and of course names," Mina said as Sakura blushed deeply. "Really, captain?" she said as her eyes went about as wide as they could go. "Yes, but ya must choose quickly," Mina said as Sakura thought about it for all of two seconds. "I'll take the schooner, and I'll name it the Blue Flame," Sakura said as Mina rolled her eyes at her own reflection in the window.

"That leaves the captaincy of the two sloops," Mina said as she thought of who could possibly captain the two small vessels effectively. "Return to yer ships, and inform the interim captains that we're making sail for Nassau," Mina said, "what's in Nassau?" Kazuha asked, "a couple of fine wenches that will captain my sloops," Mina said tartly, turning to them. "Well, go, go on now, shoo shoo," she said, extending her hands out and shooing them away.

A week later they arrived in Nassau, a place any pirate could feel at home with its corrupt politics, rampant bribery, blatant disregard for law and its narrow waterways that made it hard for any pursuing force to actually pursue. It was quite the spectacle as Mina's fleet arrived, the governor thought he was being invaded until she handed him a bag of gold and told him to keep his mouth shut.

"A pleasure doing business with you, captain," the governor said, "it's commodore now," Mina said, walking away from him as he nodded, "my apologies," he said.

Mina flung open the doors of a tavern located in the basement of an otherwise unassuming leather shop, her eyes looked around at surprised pirates and other nefarious ne'er-do-wells. "Where is that vapid whore that revels in cleaving her cheeks in two before the heaviest and thickest of masts?" Mina called out as silence fell over the room and the fiddler even stopped playing. "Returned to shred the last of your dignity, have you?" Eunha called from somewhere in the back as the sound of a sword being drawn filled the air.

"I'll be 'avin' this one," Mina said as Momo readied her scimitar only to put it back in its scabbard. "Show yerself, or forever be known as the barrel bent whore-slut ya were when I last left ya here among the thieves, scoundrels and... whatever the bloody hell this is," Mina said as she looked at a man wearing a ladies wig and dress with his hairy arms and face on display. There was a crash as a door flung open and then a sudden flash of gleaming swords clanging together loudly, Momo watched in awe as her captain traded swings, lunges and parries with Eunha all over the establishment.

"I see ya haven't gotten much better, ya never were a sword swinger," Mina said as she pinned Eunha to the wall along with her sword, "always a cock swinger," Mina said as Eunha kneed Mina in the pussy and shoved her away only to throw a beer directly into her face. Mina rolled backwards just in time to miss a blow from Eunha's sword, she staggered around seemingly oblivious to the fact Eunha was still swinging, but every swing missed by some miracle and made her look impressive to everyone around.

Mina kicked over a table and threw a loaf of bread that hit Eunha square between the eyes, she followed it up with a bowl of porridge and finally threw an entire chair that caused Eunha to fall over backward. "Aha!" Mina shouted as she went to pin Eunha to the floor but she wasn't quick enough as Eunha rolled away and back onto her feet.

Eunha climbed atop the counter of the bar with Mina following suit, the two went to swing their swords only to have them get stuck in a rotten beam of wood above their heads. They tugged and tried to pry the swords free while kicking one another, Mina went so far as to grab the handle of her sword and lift her entire body up with her feet upon the beam, the sword came loose and she crashed onto her back and broke the counter in the process.

"I'll be feelin' that one tomorrow," Mina said aloud to herself as Eunha jumped into the air with her sword and went to stab Mina upon her back, Mina rolled to the side to dodge, then dodged one more before parrying a third and kicking Eunha in the small of the back. The two stood up and prepared for another round, but not before Mina grabbed the nearest glass mug of ale and began chugging it as if she'd never drink again. Eunha grabbed a bottle of rum and drank deeply, gasping as she set it down and wiped her chin.

"I got a nice little sloop in the harbor, needs a captain with fire in the belly," Mina said as she drank from the mug again while holding her cutlass out to keep Eunha from rushing her. "Someone handy with a sword, a right savvy kind," Mina said as Eunha's chest rose up and down and they stared at each other, "we could get ya a lovely bird if ya like," Mina said, turning to Momo who nodded, "a right proper bird that talks and everything," Momo said as Eunha wondered to herself just what the hell was going on.

"A sloop?" Eunha asked, "proper one, made in France," Mina said, gulping down more beer as the tense moment continued in the now partially destroyed tavern. "Get me off this fucking island and I'll do anything," Eunha said, "splendid, ya be my captain and name yer own ship, do we have an accord?" Mina asked as Eunha reluctantly stuck her sword into the wooden floor and reached out a hand, "we have an accord," Eunha said as Mina smiled meekly for a moment and reached out to shake Eunha's hand.

"Come on then, we have one more captain to recruit," Mina said as Eunha grabbed a bag of her things along with her sword and followed behind Mina and Momo. "What was that all about, commodore?" Momo asked quietly, "oh, nothing, just uh, she may have borrowed a not insignificant amount of my money, hard earned mind ya, and I may have left her here in return," Mina said as Momo nodded but felt that Mina was holding back some details about the story.

They knocked upon a wooden door and a man on the other side slid open an iron plate to look through at them, within seconds the door had unlocked and they were being ushered into a flight of stairs that were kept impeccably clean. "Miss Momo, we're about to enter a den of trickery and deceit, trust nobody inside, and be on yer guard, lest ya be slivered, shanked and flayed," Mina said as Eunha finally caught up to them at the top of the staircase that led into a large cellar filled with barrels full of rum, whiskey and gin.

At the end of a narrow walkway through the barrels was a large wooden throne, and upon it sat a woman clad in Chinese style robes of pure red silk, a pair of pearl handled daggers with horse head pommels were tucked into her belt and a large dao sword with a bright red ribbon of silk sat propped against the throne. The woman had her hair tied in two braids with golden ribbons entwined in each, she adjusted herself slightly as a handful of guards stood between Mina and her.

"You've come to ask about the sloop," Yuqi said, catching Mina off guard, "how did ya know that?" Mina asked, removing her hat in a small gesture of respect. "Take yer bloody hat off," Mina whispered to Momo who did as she was commanded. "I know everything, you know that I know that," Yuqi said as Mina shuffled her feet a little bit and looked around at all the barrels. "I know that you know, but it's the ones that don't know what you know that need to know what we know so they can be knowin' in all things like us who know," Mina said, bowing curtly.

"Nobody but me needs to know everything," Yuqi responded coldly as Shuhua walked into view, standing by the throne quietly. "But if everyone were to know what ya know, then everyone would know that ya know everything, and if ya know everything then the rest of us won't be needin' to know, because ya would know it for us," Mina said as Yuqi stood up. "Enough of this nonsense, I know that you've come to ask about the sloop, and the answer is no, I have unfinished business here in Nassau and I refuse to leave until it is seen through to the end to my satisfaction," Yuqi said as Mina sighed.

"Had a feeling I'd know that would be the answer, but I know you already know that," Mina said as Yuqi looked down at her, "perhaps we can come to an accord of sorts, ya tell me this unfinished business and me and me crew will go about tidying up those loose ends for ya," Mina said as Yuqi rubbed her chin for a moment. As Yuqi's head moved Mina realized there were bells attached to the end of each braid, they sounded downright lovely, beautiful even, and she now knew what she had to put in her own hair later on.

"I need every barrel here sold and gone, and I need it gone fast, the British are returning in a month and I'm not going to be present to bribe yet another profit crushing inspection," Yuqi said as Mina chuckled a bit. "Miss Song, I assure you we could sell every barrel here in Havana or Tortuga, and I could have it all loaded within the day," Mina said as she took a couple steps forward with every guard drawing a sword.

"And if they don't sell, I'll give ya the sloop for free," Mina said as Yuqi thought about it for a moment, it was a tempting offer that she had little to lose in. "We have an accord, but it must be loaded at nightfall, and if it doesn't sell," Yuqi said, pausing as she stepped down from the throne that was covered in bones and skulls, "I'll be taking whatever is of equal value upon your other ships as compensation," she said, reaching a hand covered in silver rings out to shake.

"Savvy?" Yuqi asked as Mina shook hands, Yuqi pulled her in close and the two looked into each others eyes deeply, "savvy," Mina said confidently, nodding in agreement. With the captains seemingly secured, Mina dismissed Momo and Eunha back to the ships as she stopped outside a shop called "Nassau Merchant Wares," a run down looking shop with food and other goods stacked up in the windows to the point that nobody could see in or out of the shop itself.

She placed a shaking hand upon the knob of the door and prepared to open it, knowing exactly who would be on the other side waiting to greet her. Mina pulled open the door and cringed as the shop bell alerted the clerk and a voice she dreaded hearing for two years called out to her. "Hello, can I help you?" Yeji asked sweetly, peeking over one of the wooden displays to see who it was, her face seemed to fall instantly from a wide smile to solid stone.

"It's me again," Mina said softly with her hat in hand as she stepped a few feet inside and let the door close behind her. "Looks like ya done well for yerself, how are yer folks?" Mina asked, "dead," Yeji responded bluntly, "by pirates, I might add," Yeji said as Mina could feel the will to be in the shop leaving her body rapidly.

"I am dreadfully sorry for yer loss," Mina said as Yeji set a wooden crate down and looked at Mina. "Is something wrong?" came the voice of Chaeryeong, "everything is fine, we're all out of what they're looking for," Yeji said as Chaeryeong looked at Mina.

"Well, what is it? maybe we have more in the back," Chaeryeong asked, "no, we're all out, they'll have to come back another time, preferably never," Yeji said as Mina raised her eyebrows and picked up a bright green apple. "I'll be 'avin' this," Mina said, producing a silver coin from her pocket and flicking it at Chaeryeong who caught it. "This is worth at least ten or twenty of those, anything else you'd like?" Chaeryeong asked, she was oblivious to whatever was going on between Yeji and Mina.

"She's a pirate, Chaeryeong," Yeji said as Chaeryeong looked at Mina for a moment, "isn't everyone around here a pirate?" Chaeryeong replied. "If there's anything else you'd like to make up the difference then collect it now and leave," Chaeryeong said in a suddenly stony voice that made Mina feel very unwelcome.

"What I want can not be bought with silver or gold, but by strings of the heart and deeds of romance conjured upon the seas of love," Mina said as Yeji scrunched her nose angrily. "I think it's best if you leave us now," Chaeryeong said as Mina looked around and took a bite from her apple.

"I remember you now," Mina said, taking another bite, "my how you've grown," she said as Chaeryeong looked at her for a moment with a puzzled look on her face. "She said it would be best if you left us," Yeji said firmly, "been plenty of you privateers around here as is, we don't need any more loitering about," Yeji said as she stacked up several crates of bananas. Mina looked Chaeryeong up and down and took another bite of her apple before turning to walk toward the door.

"Mina?" Chaeryeong asked, finally recognizing who it was, she looked far from the well kept princess type that had departed them a couple years before. Chaeryeong felt an instinctive urge compelling her forward toward Mina, she took a few steps laden with the will to protect the woman she loved from a swindling pirate.

"Yeji is with me now, and if you even think about trying to swoon or swindle her from me, be warned I'm not just some simple shopkeeper," Chaeryeong said as she stood close enough to make Mina lean back slightly.

"Is that so?" Mina asked, biting her apple again, "well," Mina said as she side-stepped Chaeryeong and put space between them. "I happen to have plenty of hussies in my hold, and frankly, I don't wish for more," Mina said as Chaeryeong followed her around and refused to give her the space she was looking for.

"Listen," Mina said as her eyes widened and Chaeryeong had her cornered against a display of watermelons, "I simply stepped in to see if perhaps by pure chance miss Hwang would be interested in sword and sail once more, a year at most," Mina said as Chaeryeong looked her dead in the eyes.

There was a sound from the back where Yeji was standing and soon a mess of rolling oranges spilled through the doorway and down the short steps. "A year?" Yeji asked simply, "Yeji, no," Chaeryeong said as Yeji stood in the doorway and looked down at Mina, "one bloody year," Mina said back to her as she bit into the apple again and gently pushed Chaeryeong away from her. "You see," Mina said, holding the apple in one hand and reaching into her pocket with the other to pull out the golden compass.

"What is that?" Chaeryeong asked, her eyes felt like they had magnets inside them drawing her directly to it. "I call it the compass of clarity, a device that doesn't point north, and points in particular directions dependin' on who holds it," Mina said as she stretched her hand outward and placed it in Chaeryeong's palm. "Tell me, Chaeryeong, what's the thing you desire most in this world that you don't already possess?" Mina asked as the compass spun around wildly.

"I want to go home, and have a shop that sells more than it throws out," Chaeryeong said lowly, staring into the golden glow of the compass as it came to a pause and pointed in a direction that it held no matter which way she pointed it. "A year before my mast and I'll see to it ya get dropped off anywhere upon the map yer heart desires," Mina said, taking the compass back as Yeji leaned over a wooden rail. "My fleet be sailin' in two days time, if ya wanna think about it," Mina said as she walked to the door one more time.

Mina put her hand upon the knob and paused before opening the door, "if ya don't show, I understand," Mina said as she pulled the door open, "but I promise ya, if ya do come, yer lives are set and it'll only cost ya a year," she said as Yeji looked down and then back up. "What are you planning, Mina?" Yeji asked as Mina took a step through the door and turned, "my revenge against captain Kwon... and her most daringly magnificent breasts," Mina said, walking out of the shop and closing the door gently behind her.

With the barrels loaded up and the ships having undergone repairs, the fleet prepared to once again take to the high seas before the British were due to show up. Just as the fleet was preparing to unfurl sails and raise anchors, they saw a small boat heading toward them from ashore with Yeji and Chaeryeong inside it along with crates full of fruits and dried meats.

They were hoisted aboard along with the cargo and the two stood at the bottom of the quarterdecks staircase to look up at Mina. "We'll join you, but only for a year, and then you must take us home," Yeji said, looking up at Mina looked down at them. "We have an accord," Mina said, "is there more you could bring from yer shop?" she asked as Yeji and Chaeryeong nodded, they had more food than they could ever sell.

"Miss Chou, dispatch the rowboats to assist them in bringing the rest of their goods and wares aboard, it would be a shame for it all to be wasted," Mina said as she patiently waited another hour to load up the ships with apples, oranges, cantaloupes, watermelons, mangoes and apricots.

"Signal the fleet, unfurl the sail, get us underway from this most dreadful of cesspools," Mina called as a crewman behind her waved signal flags to the other ships and the sails unfurled one after another. The impressive fleet of ships was now underway to a destination that seemingly only Mina knew the direction to. "Miss Hwang, miss Lee, visit the quartermaster to be provisioned some sort of weapons, we will begin reviewing the rules of my fleet with ya tomorrow," Mina said as Yeji and Chaeryeong nodded.

The next couple days were largely uneventful as everyone settled in and the new captains began to set about their own routines upon their new ships. Yuqi's was by far the most efficient and most detailed, she'd even produced a master manifest of everything on board down to the count of spare nails. Momo's was the most strict and also somehow the most rowdy, and Mina enjoyed watching Momo training some of her new crew in swordplay on the deck during their spare time.

Eunha, Sakura and Kazuha had all managed to set their ships straight to their liking, each commissioning flags for their respective ships. The fleet sailed into the night toward whatever their intended destination was, though only Mina seemed to know where they were heading to. Momo knocked on the door of Mina's cabin, she'd come over for a midnight visit knowing that the commodore hardly ever slept unless she drank a large amount of rum.

The door opened slowly with an ominous creaking and Momo found herself looking at the commodore who sat behind her desk with a quill and ink in had, the question of who opened the door now invaded her mind as she could see nobody near it. "Yes, miss Momo?" Mina called out as she looked up, "I fancy company, if you feel inclined to have me," Momo asked nervously, looking around to find the individual who had opened the door but still saw nobody.

"Of course, anything for my finest swashbuckler," Mina said, looking back down at the parchment she was drawing upon while Momo stepped inside and pulled up a rickety old chair that was nearly falling apart. "What's that, commodore?" Momo asked, peeking over the desk slightly as Mina looked up with a slight smile from it, her face illuminated by the light of the oil lantern that burned quietly beside her.

"Our destination," Mina said, sliding the map across her desk so Momo could take a look. Momo gasped, she'd seen that shoreline before on maps, and the cannon fire from that experience now rang inside her head with images of splintered hulls and the corpses of dead men staining the water red.

"What say you, miss Momo?" Mina asked, sitting back in her chair and putting her boots upon the desk, lifting a tobacco pipe to her lips to puff gentle clouds of smoke into the air that smelled of stout burley. "Why the vampire coast?" Momo asked with her mouth slightly agape, "we tried this once before, it was not to our advantage," Momo said as she remembered the mad dash to the shore after they'd assaulted the imposing castle upon land.

"We'll be meeting up with another fleet of pirates and forming an outlaw armada, then we will descend upon the neck-suckers and the two of us shall reclaim what is rightfully ours," Mina said, her eyes glowing with fire from the lantern as Momo looked up at her with trembling hands. "The Yakimita," Momo said, "yes, in all his glory, an indestructible ship that none can match in speed nor armament," Mina said, puffing heavily on the long pipe she held against her chest.

The two sat in near total silence for a minute or two with Momo staring absentmindedly at the map, she'd been a young member of the crew back then, naive and hesitant, not the thrill seeking blood monger she was now that would throw herself into any fray and fight to protect and honor her beloved captain. But Momo's love was unrequited, or at least it felt such, she did everything she could to appease Mina, to please and honor her, to ensure that nobody before the mast ever questioned the commodore, but it felt like it was all for very little return.

Momo gently set the map back on the desk and sat with her legs spread a bit, her hands upon her knees as she removed her hat and took a deep breath. "What is it, miss Momo?" Mina asked, looking at her with eyes that flickered with the fire of the lantern next to her. "I've sailed with you, fought for you, stood beside you even when we were marooned on that foresaken island a couple years ago, I've done the dirty work from scrubbing the bilge to tying the ropes for mutineers to be swung from the gunnels," Momo said, taking a deep breath.

"And frankly, commodore, I'd like to have something in return," Momo said, looking directly at Mina who puffed softly and seemed wholly undeterred by Momo's words. "And what would that be?" Mina asked, watching as Momo sat upright with her legs spread wide and her trousers pulled tight, she really couldn't imagine what Momo wanted given that all the plunder was shared equally.

Mina could see without much effort that Momo's cock was swelling in those tight trousers, her heavy full balls outlined perfectly, crying out for the release that Momo was pining for. There weren't many places on a pirate ship to rub one out, so many of the crew were often roaming around with loaded cannons and no targets to fire upon.

"Miss Momo?" Mina asked after a reasonably long and silent pause between the two of them. Momo couldn't bear to bring her eyes up to Mina, she felt inferior to her captain, knowing full well that she could never command a ship nor lead a fleet half as effectively as Mina did.

The mutual silence was like a heavy weight had suddenly depressed both their chests, inhibiting their ability to speak or reply to each other after Mina's last attempt to get her answer. Mina sighed and reached for the golden compass that was sitting upon her heavy oak desk, thumping it to get Momo to look up so she could toss it to her.

"Open it, Momo," Mina said, watching Momo catch it and examine it carefully. It was large but unassuming, anyone who came across it would likely come to the conclusion it was nothing of value given that it didn't point north. Momo lifted the lid to find the compass spinning slowly, picking up speed as she clutched it in her hand.

Momo stared at it, watching the compass spin endlessly until it slowed down and started to balance itself. She'd become so engrossed in watching it that she didn't realize Mina had silently slipped behind her to close the doors with an audible clattering of the heavy deadbolt locks.

Momo had spent years at sea, she knew which way was north, and this compass wasn't pointing north when it came to rest. "It's broken, commodore," Momo said, trying to hand it back to Mina, the commodore looked at the compass quickly before taking it back from her first mate.

"It's far from broken, miss Momo," Mina said as Momo looked perplexed. "Ya see, this is no ordinary compass," Mina said as she took her arm and sent a bunch of items clattering to the floor with one sweep of her desk. "This compass was taken from an island in the Caribbean, not just any island, a Dutch island," Mina said.

"A Dutch island?" Momo asked, she suddenly felt excited as she dropped to her knees in front of the desk and folded her forearms across the edge, resting her chin on them. "Er, so what if it's a Dutch island?" Momo asked, suddenly finding a few brain cells she could piece together to ask a question.

"What do ya mean so what if it's Dutch?" Mina asked.
"Commodore, what's so special about a Dutch island?" Momo asked in reply.
"It's Dutch," Mina said.
"Sooooooo..." Momo said, her eyes darting to one side as she struggled to get the hidden meaning.
"Windmills, pie, cheese, beer, pancakes, good ships and whores," Mina said.
"I like all those things," Momo replied.
"Yes, now yer getting it," Mina said.
"Um, why does the compass being found on a Dutch island matter?" Momo asked.
"Because it implies it was made by the Dutch," Mina said.
"Uhhhhhhhh," Momo said, sounding a bit empty headed.
"The Dutch don't be makin' things that don't work, other than people," Mina said.

Momo thought about it for a moment, she'd plundered a lot of Dutch things, especially tools, and none of them had ever given her much of a fuss once she'd mastered them. "Yes, okay, I see your point, commodore," Momo said, smiling at Mina, she felt like she'd finally understood was Mina was getting at, until she realized that the purpose of the compass was still a mystery.

"What does the compass point to then?" Momo asked. Mina opened the compass and looked at it for a moment, it spun around wildly before it came to rest pointing just to the right of Momo where Mina could see Yeji walking by through the glass of her quarters windows. Mina looked down and watched the compass follow Yeji until she was out of sight.

"Miss Momo, I believe that somehow, some way, the Dutch have created a compass which points to what yer heart most desires, whether it be treasure, love, or both," Mina said, closing the compass quickly with a loud snap of the brass latch on the front.

Momo was silent for a few moments, every gear in her brain seemed to be grinding to a halt as her captains explanation broke her ability to think. "I see, that makes sense, commodore!" Momo said suddenly, realizing she didn't really have any evidence otherwise that the compass didn't point to what she wanted most, but it was evident it didn't point north, so it had to point at something.

Momo stifled her need to profess her burning love to Mina for the night, but she couldn't keep her eyes open long enough to make it back to her own ship and instead found herself on a makeshift pile of blankets in the corner of Mina's quarters. Mina herself slept in a hammock, and she slept lightly with a pistol in hand and a constant watch on her double doors.

When morning came Momo was gone like a cat, silent and without the slightest noise as she slipped out of Mina's quarters and returned to her ship. It was a dreary day and a rather severe storm was brewing on the horizon with lightning that flashed across the dark grey clouds fast approaching the fleet of pirates.

With sails appearing under those same storm clouds the pirates knew that the storm wasn't all that was coming, a rival pirate fleet appeared to be making a direct line for them. Mina pressed her spyglass closed and took in a deep breath, her entire crew behind her at their stations awaited her orders.

"Hoist 'em colors! get to it or I'll throw ya over the side myself!" Mina shouted as their flag was raised on every ship in the fleet. "Miss Chou, take some men and fetch extra weapons from the hold, we will need them," Mina said as Tzuyu ran about gathering up free hands to bring rifles, pistols, swords and anything else capable of being used as a weapon up to the deck.

Momo watched as the guns on Mina's ship were run out, each loaded and prepared to inflict no small amount of damage to any ship that made the egregious mistake of presenting the opportunity for a broadside salvo. Momo sighed heavily, she could feel her chest beating and her hand shaking as it rested on the hilt of her scimitar.

"Captain, what should we do?" asked one of Momo's crew, snapping her from her trance-like staring at Mina's ship. "Raise the colors," Momo said, "we already have, captain," her first mate responded. Momo turned on her quarterdeck to see the crew staring at her, she could feel the confidence being lost by the second. She knew that the longer she hesitated the less they would trust her, Mina was quick, decisive, she knew what to do at all times.

"Fetch weapons and prepare to run the right flank, run out the guns and set course to mirror the Ribbonfish," Momo called out as her crew scurried to carry out her orders. Momo reached into the pocket of her black leather vest and pulled a small silver watch from it, the very first piece of plunder she'd ever taken as a pirate.

Mina had presented it to her and Momo had never seen a pocket watch before in her life, she treasured it more than anything and refused to ever part with it no matter what circumstances may come. Momo held the watch in her hand, her thoughts straying to hoping that one day she could give Mina something that meant as much to her as the watch meant to Momo.

Momo snapped to reality and felt a sudden invigoration filling her body, it was the familiar rush of impending sword and shot, the acrid smell of smoke and ear shattering screams of men and women with broken dreams lying in agony upon the wooden decks of their respective ships.

The two fleets drifted closer, now within range for the first cannon shots that rang out on the high sea with cannon balls crashing just short of meeting their targets. The clash came sooner than expected as pirate ship met pirate ship, the opposing force seemed to have little, if any chance, of defeating the fleet led by the Ribbonfish, or so everyone thought.

The creaking ships began to inch closer, cannons rang out in a synchronized volley of fire that sent splinters and boards flying violently through every ship. Hulls were splintered, cannons destroyed, dozens dead in mere seconds as the fighting began with cannon, rifle, pistol and even bow and arrow flying. Ropes were being tossed from the large ship between the Ribbonfish and Gazongas, the fight was about to be on.

Momo rallied everyone she had once she saw the Ribbonfish was sandwiched by two enemy ships, both focusing on boarding it first and gaining control, something Momo was not about to let happen. "Fetch the ramps! get me over there now!" Momo shouted as ramps, timbers and ropes were placed to provide an avenue to the ship they were now tied to.

Momo wasted no time rushing halfway across a thick ramp, immediately engaged in a sword fight with a rival pirate who clearly had little to no training and was hacked to death in moments, plummeting from the ramp to become caught between the hulls and smashed to death.

Momo cut down two more pirates, stepping across the ramp until she was right on the precipice of boarding. She was halted by a mob of men that surrounded her, but Momo soon found that Kazuha and Sakura had boarded the Gazongas and made their way over to where she was. Momo smirked as the men began to back up and give them space, squaring up as Kazuha and Sakura drew their katanas.

"In the row boat you go, or you can be shark chum," Momo said, offering them an escape from a nearly guaranteed death. The men threw their weapons onto the deck and ran for a nearby row boat, throwing it over the bow and into the water, followed by each of them who climbed into it and rowed as far away as they could.

Somewhere behind the Ribbonfish one of the rival ships was burning, shot to pieces by Yuqi and Eunha's ships, it was going nose up and slowly sinking into a watery grave that it would never rise from. Momo, Kazuha and Sakura rushed across another ramp and onto the Ribbonfish where the majority of rival pirates had boarded in an attempt to take the largest ship.

It was a slaughter, the Ribbonfish's crew were being cut down by pistols and swords and the rival pirates were being cut to shreds by sword and axe. The wailing would haunt Momo's ears grimly as she swung her scimitar and sliced a mans arm clean off, followed by his head. She hacked and slashed, drawing a dagger from her belt to hold in her left hand as she fought her way to the crowded quarterdeck where Mina was fighting on the stairs.

Every rival pirate still alive was now aboard the Ribbonfish, the deck was awash with hundreds of pirates shouting, swords clanging, pistols and rifles firing, it was total chaos. The smell of smoke and gunpowder lingered in the air like a haunting specter obscuring everything, making it even harder to discern who was who and what was going on.

Momo turned and saw the smoking outlines of people clothed in red silk, then gleaming dao swords began to appear, one of which was shaped like a huge cleaver that Yuqi held with both hands. Eunha and her crew suddenly appeared behind Momo and the battle intensified as the rival pirates fought tooth and nail just to escape back to one of their unsunken ships in the hope they could still get away alive.

Momo's scimitar swung one last time as she came to the steps of the quarterdeck to find her commodore standing at the top with a pile of bodies at her feet. Momo turned to see the smoke clearing, Yuqi and her small crew were advancing on cornered rival pirates that were still putting up a valiant last stand at the nose of the ship.

"Miss Momo, I was not expecting so many of them," Mina said, the battle had raged for nearly two hours when it was all said and done, but it felt like mere minutes to the crew who had become exhausted swinging sword and fighting tooth and nail. With the last of the rivals dispatched and a handful of prisoners in the brig, Mina ordered the rival ships plundered and set ablaze.

With most things squared away by the time night came, Mina pushed the doors of her quarters open and stepped inside, laying her hat on the desk and turning to see Momo standing in the doorway. "Miss Momo, shouldn't you be-" Mina said, she had prepared to ask Momo why she wasn't back on her own ship when Momo rushed her and grabbed the pirate she so desperately adored and longed for.

Momo wrapped Mina up tight in her arms, gripping Mina's biceps and keeping her hands well away from any sort of weapon she could produce from her belt. Mina was caught off guard as Momo grabbed Mina's ass, lifting her commodore up onto her desk and seating her with several items sent crashing to the floor in the process. Mina gasped, but despite her best attempt at pushing Momo away it proved to be a test of futility.

"I can't take it anymore, commodore!" Momo said, ripping Mina's blouse and corset open, her hands ran over Mina's pert chest and fondled her breasts. It was everything Momo had dreamed about for years on end, every minute of every hour, every time she'd pounded a prostitute, Mina was what she dreamed of.

"Miss Momo I must protest this behavior!" Mina said, flustered as Momo ripped her clothes off her. "Commodore, my cock protests not having the pussy which it aches for!" Momo said as she pulled her own blouse apart with the buttons flying everywhere, her woolen trousers fell around her thick thighs and revealed a juicy cock resting against her thigh.

Mina's eyes went wide at the sight of Momo's floppy dong and big milky tits that hung from her chest like meaty orbs. They looked each other in the eyes for a lingering couple of seconds, both breathing heavily and calculating their next move. Mina reached forward with what little strength she had left from the exhausting earlier fight and pulled Momo into her with force.

Mina's hands gripped Momo's biceps as Mina looked into Momo's eyes, holding her still as she jumped at the sound of the cabin doors slamming closed. "Do ya believe in ghosts, miss Momo?" Mina asked, brushing the hat off Momo's head and laying it aside on the table with her own placed atop it. "Ghosts, commodore?" Momo asked, her chest rising and falling as her heart beat increased to a level that made her feel lightheaded.

"Ghosts, specters, apparitions, disembodied souls, phantoms, spectral visitors," Mina said, gently brushing Momo's bloodstained hair back. Momo's eye twitched the moment Mina's finger touched to her cheek, she felt unable to dredge up any words in reply other than a soft moan that escaped her lips.

Mina suddenly gripped Momo's hair behind her head, yanking it and pulling her forward until they were nose to nose, their lips dangerously close. "There be ghosts aboard this ship, and a monster in hold," Mina whispered as she pressed her lips to Momo's quivering ones, gently kissing her and sending Momo's fat dick straight up to slap against her own abs.

Mina gave Momo a respectfully long kiss, but broke it before Momo could receive the satisfaction she truly craved. "Ya be askin' what we be doin', and where we be goin', but ya haven't asked the real question, have ya?" Mina softly said to Momo, smirking a little as Momo trembled all over and gasped at every light touch of Mina's fingers.

"What is the question, commodore?" Momo asked with a trailing moan as Mina pressed her lips to Momo's pulsing neck. "The question of whether ya could have me or not," Mina said softly, her lips trailing up and down Momo's neck slowly and deliberately as Momo's cock jumped like crazy between their bodies, smacking loudly against Momo's abs with every surge of pleasure.

"Commodore," Momo moaned, her violently shaking hands finally reaching out to rest on Mina's shoulders, "I don't care where I go, or what I do, as long as I'm beside you," Momo said with her entire body trembling from head to toe. Mina's hands fondled Momo's breasts, squeezing them until the milky flesh overflowed between Mina's fingers.

Mina leaned forward and lifted a breast to her mouth, licking it at first, then taking it between her lips to kiss it and tug at it with a teasing bite. Momo let out a gasp of pure pleasure, quaking in her boots to the point that the boards beneath them rattled. "Commodore!" Momo gasped, her right eye twitching so badly that she could hardly keep it open, she felt like she was going to faint and keel over.

"Call me Mina," Mina said to Momo, wrapping a hand around the back of Momo's head to pull her into a very deep and passionate kiss, the kind that Momo had never felt before. There was intensity in it, an overwhelming feeling of passion, her chest pounded like a massive drum as their tongues interlocked and she ran her hand through Mina's hair.

"Mina..." Momo moaned, throwing her head back as Mina reached down and wrapped a hand around Momo's engorged girlcock that ached and begged for attention. Momo's breath hitched, her jaw fell wide open as Mina stroked slowly, painfully slow, the kind of slow that made Momo's hips thrust forward into Mina's waiting hand.

"Patience, miss Momo," Mina said softly, smiling as she had Momo right where she wanted her. Momo's breathing was heavy and labored, her heartbeat was so intense that Mina could feel every pulse of it through Momo's swollen shaft. Mina continued to stroke while planting her lips across the fleshy melons on Momo's chest, kissing them, licking them, sucking on them and tugging her nipples with her teeth.

It was all too much for Momo, the pleasure was overwhelming, the euphoria she felt at Mina's careful touch had her moments away from fainting on the spot. Mina pushed Momo back and stood up, taking her first mate by the hand and leading her over to the pile of furs and wool blankets that Mina often rested on when she didn't feel like using a hammock.

She pushed Momo down, not bothering to undress her as Momo crashed onto her back and Mina teasingly removed her boots and trousers, followed by her blouse, all of it piled onto the floor behind her as her body glowed in the bright moonlight pouring in through the window.

Mina was surrounded by a silver aura that radiated around her, her pale body looked intoxicating and Momo couldn't stifle a moan as Mina straddled her waist. "Mina, aaah," Momo moaned as Mina leaned forward to press a finger to Momo's lips, shushing her to be quiet.

Mina reached behind her and Momo felt her coveted hand wrapping around her fat cock, lifting it to Mina's tight slit. Momo's mouth fell wide open, her legs squirmed and her hips sank into the soft wool blankets beneath her as her dick was swallowed up by Mina's pussy.

Momo's eyes flashed open and closed, her hands wrapped around Mina's hips and found their way to her tight ass to cling onto as Mina began to ride slowly up and down the length of Momo's pulsing pole. Momo finally found the strength to keep her eyes open, and what she saw sent her mind for a loop.

Mina's body was wrapped in the silver moonlight, but her eyes were glowing like the bright blue waters of the Caribbean sea, and Momo knew damn well that Mina didn't have blue eyes, she had brown ones. "Mina, I, what?" Momo asked, her chest heaving as she locked eyes with Mina and felt the constricting clench of her pussy.

"Join me, miss Momo," Mina said in a sultry tone as her hips picked up speed and began to crash hard against Momo's, riding her fat cock to the base and making the boards beneath them creak and thump. "Join you?" Momo blurted out between desperate moans where she tried to catch her breath but only felt further euphoria that made the room spin wildly.

"Mina, you're a... a..." Momo stammered, her hips lifting to pump then entirety of her throbbing cock up into Mina with their hips meeting. "Join me," Mina said in a near whisper as she leaned down to kiss Momo, her finger running up her throat to her chin causing Momo to shiver with euphoric bliss.

Momo's eyes rolled with intoxication as Mina began to sing a soft alluring song in a language that Momo had never heard before, it was strangely sweet, pleasing to her ears and made her feel so relaxed that her hands nearly fell from Mina's bouncing hips. Momo writhed in pleasure filled agony, her mind racing to catch up with her body as Mina further rode Momo deeper into the soft blankets and furs.

"Come, miss Momo," Mina whispered into Momo's ears as her hips rolled on her fat cock, "don't you want to be with me?" Mina said, kissing Momo's neck seductively, "you can be with me and the sea... forever," Mina whispered into Momo's ear. Momo's eyes rolled until she was sure they would never return, her body trembled with euphoric lust, every inch of her tingled and begged for more of Mina's attention.

Mina lifted her hips off Momo's dick just as she was about to let a massive load of cum spurt out, leaving Momo gasping and ragged, a cold sweat covering her chest and face as Mina trailed her hands down Momo's body to her cock. "How can I persuade you?" Mina asked, her soft hands kneaded Momo's heavy pulsing cock, stroking it tenderly with her thick lips pursed around the head.

Momo couldn't speak, she couldn't believe that it all suddenly made so much sense. "You're a damned siren," Momo gasped, her chest heaving as Mina's eyes flashed a bright electric blue at the mention of the word siren. "We aren't stealing gold, or treasure, you're taking us all to seduce us, make us all one of you," Momo said as Mina smiled with Momo's fat cock erect and pressed right against her face.

With Momo's dick covering her lips, nose and middle of her forehead, Mina kissed the base of her shaft while Momo watched the blue eyes on either side of her dick. "We have unfinished business with the necksuckers... don't ya wanna live forever with me, Momo?" Mina asked, her tongue was suddenly so long and pointed at the tip, coiling around the shaft as she tightened around it and worked it up and down Momo's dick.

Momo knew she had to be careful, any positive answer to a siren was a contract that nobody could back out of without facing death itself. But that tongue, those hands, that tight pussy, Momo was thinking it was all worth it, maybe giving up mortality to be with Mina would be worth it.

Momo threw her head back and moaned as Mina sucked and stroked, taking Momo's cock into her mouth and swallowing it almost whole. Momo was beginning to regain some control of her body, finally able to stir from her position as she sat up and wrapped her hands around Mina's face to look into her glowing eyes.

"I'll be with you, but only you, nobody else between us," Momo said as Mina seemed to think about it for a second. It was clever, Momo knew sirens lived in orgy fueled harems that lured sailors to their deaths, and it wasn't a definitive yes since it had conditions that Mina would have to abide by.

Momo pressed her forehead to Mina's and moaned as Mina stroked her, biting her bottom lip as she mulled Momo's offer. Mina wanted Momo but she also wanted Yeji once more, and Momo's offer just wasn't going to mesh with the siren lifestyle if she brought her home to their cave riddled island.

Momo could tell the answer was no by looking at Mina's face, but she wasn't going to budge on her conditions, it was all or nothing and she'd settle for nothing else. Momo placed a hand around Mina's throat without warning and let out a groan as she wrestled Mina onto her back against the blankets and spread her legs, driving her big dick into her.

Mina moaned with pleasure as Momo penetrated her, those strong flexible hips of her first mate were too good even with a pair of wool trousers attempting to restrain them. Momo struggled against the trousers still around her hips, pumping Mina with abandon until her tongue nearly fell from her mouth.

The look on Mina's face was everything Momo ever dreamed up, watching her beloved commodore's eyes fluttering with pleasure, her bottom lip being bitten into, pale skin turning red as she soaked in sweat and begged Momo for more cock. "I got cock for you, commodore, anytime you want it!" Momo groaned as she fondled Mina's tits and slapped her ass before laying across Mina's body to smother her.

Mina's chin rested on Momo's shoulder, her fingernails digging into Momo's back with her legs wrapped around her waist to draw her powerful hips in as deep as they could go. Their bodies entwined as Momo pumped her deeply, putting every last shred of passion and long unrequited love into her fevered abuse of Mina's cervix.

"You want that other wench, don't you?" Momo grunted as Mina's arms and legs constricted around Momo's body tightly. "What does she have that I don't?" Momo asked as she continued pumping and thrusting, her hips began to ache and her abs were burning, but the jealousy filling her body fueled her to ignore everything and continue pleasuring Mina.

Before Mina could reply she pulled Momo as tight as she could, so tight that Momo could barely continue thrusting into her pussy. Mina quivered in Momo's arms, shaking as she came on Momo's cock, her eyes rolling with intense pleasure that sent waves of goosebumps up and down her entire body.

"Miss Momo... I..." Mina gasped, heaving for air as Momo pulled herself from Mina's pussy and flipped her over into a prone position. Momo grabbed Mina's hips and slid her cock back inside, groaning as her tight pussy swallowed it up and felt like it was pulling her in.

"I can pleasure you better than her," Momo said, her hips were now brutally slamming against Mina's ass, her big dick destroying her pussy as it stretched her wide open and speared her deep. "I can love you better than her," Momo whispered into Mina's ear, making her beloved commodore close her eyes and bite her lip.

Mina felt Momo's lips on her cheek, she didn't doubt that Momo was better and knew she was in almost every single way, but Mina wouldn't settle until she conquered Yeji. "Fill me full, miss Momo," Mina moaned as Momo felt a surge of intense fire shooting through her, she was nearing her orgasm.

Momo propped herself up, her hips rising high until the tip threatened to flop out before she'd press her weight forward and give Mina the continued deep dick stretching that she'd dreamed of for so long. Momo's eyes rolled and her breathing became more labored to the point that she couldn't get air fast enough to keep her heart pounding at the pace it was.

Mina moaned loudly, cumming a second time as Momo's throbbing cock pulsed against her walls and stretched her to her limits. Mina groaned as Momo's hips slapped loudly against her, those heavy sagging balls of hers lifting and clapping against the back of her thighs with every hard hitting thrust.

Momo went crosseyed and rigid, her arms became like jelly as she collapsed on top of Mina with her throbbing cock spurting rope after thick rope into the commodore while Momo's tongue hung from her mouth on Mina's back. "Hhhnnnggggggg," Momo groaned stupidly, feeling like her brains were melting until the deluge of dopamine rushing through her body.

Mina was equally out of it, her eyes rolling as she felt the deep shots of semen filling her up until it seeped from the edges of Momo's spent dick. "Ya were holdin' the treasures from me, miss Momo," Mina groaned as Momo panted like a rabbit against her with her tongue still hanging out.

They panted together for a few minutes until Momo finally regained some strength and sat up on her knees to look at Mina. Mina spread her legs and wrapped them around Momo's waist again, luring her back in for another kiss with her finger. They kissed deeply, their mutual passion was undeniable as their tongues locked with one another and refused to let go.

They fucked a second time with Momo spooning Mina, kissing across her pale shoulders and moaning together until Momo let another load of thick globulous nut pump itself into her commodore. When dawn came Mina pulled on clean clothes and stepped out onto the deck to feel the cool wind of the sea on her face and ordered the ships to move.

Momo would emerge some time later from the captains quarters, but didn't dare walk up the steps of the quarterdeck without permission. "Miss Momo, I believe your ship awaits your return," Mina said down to her from the top of the stairs with her hands behind her back. Momo nodded obediently, "as you wish, commodore," Momo said up to her as she turned with a hand on the pommel of her scimitar.

"And miss Momo, don't be forgettin' yer hat," Mina said as she walked down the steps and paused on the second to last to place Momo's hat upon her head. "Commodore, captain Song is asking our heading," Tzuyu said as Momo nodded to Mina and boarded a rowboat to return to her ship.

Mina inhaled deeply, the salty air filled her lungs until she exhaled and held her hand out with the compass in it. "Ah, most interesting," Mina said as the compass spun in a different direction today, then changed its direction, then changed back to the original one. Mina squinted at it for a moment and shook it while Tzuyu raised an eyebrow.

"Tell miss Song, over there, somewhere abouts," Mina said, closing the compass with one hand and a final glance at Momo in the rowboat before taking the wheel. Her mind was full of thoughts as she oversaw her ship for the morning and ensured the daily chores were carried out to her satisfaction. "Commodore, more Spanish ships on the horizon," Tzuyu said as Mina smiled.

"I'll be 'avin' that," Mina said excitedly.