Pirates of the Carribean

[Moneytalks]

Vixen...

finally after about a hour of sexual entertainments Blue was satiated. He grinned happily as he lay across the bed with his muscular arms behind his head.

"So lil' Vixen... you really want your plaything back I take it?"

She sighed, rolling off the bed. Unconcerned by her nakedness as she padded across the room to the large window over looking the bay.

"Yes... in a way... he... he amuses me..." She stared out at Blue's ship which was still anchored. She was deep in thought when someone knocked on the door. Blue yelled out for them to enter. It was one of the men.

"Cap'n!" he nodded at Blue then turned to Vixen who faced him with her arms crossed. "Sir! I got word... Wolf was seen with the boy... heading to the far side of the island!"

Vixen smiled a calculating smile. "Well done Drake..." she nodded. Blue watched her curiously. It never ceased to amaze him how readily his own men obeyed her commands as they did.

"That'll be all man!" Blue growled as the man waited at the door. "WAIT!" Vixen added. Drake turned expectantly.

"Get me my other sword from the ship. Meet me where the forest starts East of the villa."

"AYE AYE SIR!" He hurried off.

Blue raised a bushy eye brow. "Planning something?"

She smiled... "Oh yes... indeed... time I taught Ms Wolf a little lesson in respecting people's property..."

 

[Wolfstalker]

Wolf slide up behind Dan and touched his shoulder.
"Are ya alright?" She asked sofly,"I should have warned ya, but I forgot. He's not so bad after awhile."
Wolf looked out over the cavern. She could tell Dan was frightned.
"Can I tell ya something, Danny-boy. Ya not ta tell a soul or te crew of this ship will hunt ya down and kill ya."
After a moment Dan nodded.
"YEars ago, to long ago for me to rember, I live with me D and me uncle in a small town on the coast of Ireland. Me Da and uncle where pirats by trade. They hunted the seas. Once upon a time they came across a great treasure. Me Da had et me join um on this jurney ,seeing as I was a young girl and me da didn't trust the men in our village as far as he could throw um. Me Da and this ship came across the greatest treasure of all time. And we was damned. Doomed to wonder for all time guarding the ocean and lands. I tell ya this little bit because yolur Vixen and blue seak that treasure And any on thier ship id doomed." Wplf watched as Dan took in what she had told him.She cared not if h believed her or not. A man ran up to her.
"Blu a knows, Wolf."

 

[poohlive]

Dan's shoulders slumped, he shook his head lightly. This was deeper than anything he had ever known. Secrets, double crossings, treasures? It sounded like a bad pirate movie.
One look around, hoever, told him this was no movie.
Wolf was damned, damned as they all were. Dan wondered if he too was damned, forever to be stuck in this hellish nightmare. Even now thoughts of his old life, of cars, cell phones, and computers. A sigh escaped his lips.
Vixen was coming, she was after them. Dan's heart leaped into his throat. He didn't exactly feel glad about seeing her again, but compared to Wolf, she would be a sight for sore eyes. They were coming, and he would be saved.
Dan thought again, maybe he might just be killed. Wolf had spoken of treasure, was this the same treasure Vixen had written about inher diary? He snuck a peak the night after Wolf had slashes his nose. She talked of a treasure that would finally free her of Blue.
More than likely this treasure was the same one Wolf had spoken of. He wondered, maybe if he could find the treasure, take some of it to Vixen, or even Blue, they would let him go. Give him back his ship and send him on his way.
He didn't know for sure, but it was better than living his life as a slave. He had to try.
Dan made sure to keep his ears open.

[Edited by poohlive on 12-27-2000 at 10:37 PM]

 

[Wolfstalker]

OCC: sorry Gateleader and olfstalker are both me. Just incase anyone was confused.

IC:
Wolf could tell Dan was waiting for Vixen. She sighed. To bad she thought to herself, he could have been great fun. She grbbed him by the wrist and dragged him off the boat. Outside the cave she behgan to whistle a tune. The cave seemed to disappear.
"Come along Danny-boy. We best get ya back to Blue and your Vixen before they decide to due something stupid."
Wolf lead him across the island back to Blue's ship. She snuck him back abourd and begain to tie him to a chair in Vixen's cabin.
"wouldn't want Vixen ta think ya got away all on your own."
Wolf slammed her fist into Dan's face."It's to make in believable," she whispered in his ear,"Remeber what I told ya Danny-boy. Death comes to those who seak the treasuer. And danny-boy, Vixen will never be free of B;lue and Ya have a chance to get home but it's not with Blue in Vixen and this sorry crew."
Wolf left Dan with out a backward glace and climbed to her favorite place on the ship, right above the crows nest. She listened for Vixen to find Dan in her cabin.

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen...

before Vixen could head towards the forest two men arrived pointing towards Blue's ship. "Wolf... saw 'er... takin' the boy on board Sir!" Vixen paused. Blue finally emerged from the villa himself stretching and yawing.

"There ya go lil' one... seems Wolfy thought the better of it and gave him back t'yer"

Vixen frowned. Blue gawaffed out loud. "Yer just upset because I got some and now I don't have ter pay yer for it!" He slapped her hard across her shoulders sending her tottering forward. Vixen winced... holding her hatred for the man in check.

"Well... twas a nice roll fer me lil girl... you go collect your pet then... we'll be sailing first thing!"

Vixen looked at him in surprise... "we leave already?" Blue always stayed at least three nights... especially after the long voyage they had just had.

"Yup..." he smiled slyly reading her thoughts. "Got word of something... got the Queen's own after ol' Blue now... some fun to be had... and her gold to be taken... the Spanish are beginning to get too smart for their own good... but won't it be jolly to grab nickles from the Queen 'erself eh?" He sauntered over towards two island women. Scooping them up in his big arms.

"Okay lads! We sail on the morrow... make haste to enjoy it while ye still can!" The men yelled out their understanding and started chasing the women around the garden.

Vixen made her way towards the shore. She ordered two of the men to row her to it. Once on board she made her way to her cabin. Sure enough... there sat her "plaything" the boy... Dan?

"Well now... " she murmered. Her fingers brushing against the swelling on his face. "Looks like Wolf took good care of you when she 'borrowed' you then. That'll be quite the impressive bruise by tomorrow." She leaned against her desk and crossed her ankles. Her arms crossed as she considered him sitting there all tied up.

 

[poohlive]

He literally felt pathetic. He had read once where this guy had been down on his luck all his life, then one day he had won the lottery, and the next day he had a heart attack and died. That was merely ironic, (don't you think?) but this... this was pathetic.
Three innocent women had tied him up, and raped him furiously. One woman basically owned him, and now another one had just slaundered his ass halfway across the island like he was some sort of errand boy, only to bring him back up here and tie him up againg.
He shook his head, that's it, we was going to take Tae*bo, as soon as he got back to land. Maybe some of that Kung Fu. He could watch those Jackie Chan movies, that guy was always kicking and flipping people. He needed to learn how to do that, or at least get up enough courage to take one of these girls on. He was getting beat up by girls.... BY GIRLS!
This was just pathetic.
Dan looked over at Vixen, she had a look in her eye. Something wasn't right, she had come barging in, almost as if she had missed him, and there she was, simply standing there looking at him like a....
like a piece of meat.
He shuttered silently to himself, no not again, anything but that again. He had tried to struggle against the ropes, but that worked as well now as it did half an hour ago. He stared at the ground, trying not to make contact at her. The night was still young, she could be tired, it was time for sleep.
Sleep, that was it, he could fall alseep. He looked at her shoes, she was still staring at him. That wouldn't work, if he knew Vixen, she wouldn't be fooled by simple tricks.
Brushing it off, Dan kept his eyes on the floor.

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen...

walked up close to Dan and placed a slender finger beneath his chin forcing him to face her. "Don't feel so bad boy... it's clear you're father neglected to train you in the ways of fighting... like a real man... but that doesn't have to mean the end of you..." she brushed the injury to his face softly.

"You ran from me earlier... I wonder... did you run straight into Wolf's arms willingly?" He tried desperately to avoid her eyes again. "Just as I suspected... that bitch really thinks she can stop me... well..." she paused eyeing him curiously. "So you ran from me... could it be that I scare you in more ways than one?" She smiled standing upright before him.

Slowly... she started to unbotton her shirt... each button revealing a tantalizing glimpse of skin. He seemed suddenly unable to tear his gaze away. Her shirt now hung open... not quite revealing all but the curve of her breasts were evident. She started now on her pants. With a sexy lil' shimmy she let them fall to the floor. Thus semi-clad... she straddled his lap forcing his face into her cleavage.

"So boy... does this really frighten you so?"

 

[Wolfstalker]

Wolf sat in her favorite place on Blue's ship.
"WOLF! WHERE ARE YA LASS? GET DOWN HERE YA TWO BIT WHORE'S WHELP!"
Wolf swung down and slammend into Blue from behind.
"If anyone would know about being a whore's welp it would be you little boy Blue!" Wolf said walking over to the railing." Did ya have a nice time with Vixen?"
Blue grew red n the face and slammed his fist beside her."Lass, you walk a fine line."
Wolf laughed." What'll ya do Blue me boy. Kill me? I think not. Then what fun would ya have. Ya can't play me and Vixen off eachother if one of us is at the bottom of Davie Jones locker now can ya?", she said smiling," Go on with your pettie thieving Blue, but be warned, ya have an enemy here on ship. Not yet but soon."

Wolf walked away from him and made her way below. She stood rght outside Vixen's door and debated what to do. An evil grin came over her face. She opened the door and saw Vixen sradling Dan.
"Ayie, that's the way Vixe. Give old Danny=boy a good screwing for me. Danny-boy when she's done with ya came see me in the gulley. It's ime ya learned how to protect yourself."
Wolf walked away laughing.

 

[poohlive]

Ooc: let me do a little creative cut and paste here.

Dan's laugh was high and extremely nervous. Her breasts, almost free from her shirt lightly touched his own chest. He couldn't help but feel somewhat aroused, even though he was scared out of his mind.
"Me?? Frightened?? I.... uhhh, ummmm, I only thought you were drunk back there, is all," he was always good at making lies up on the spot, "Yeah, I didn't want to take advantage of you. Even I'm not that stupid."
Smiling he still tried to not look at her, but the restraints and her being right on top of him made it extremely hard (Don't you just love puns).
Vixen shifted slightly, letting her thighs brush over his. He could instantly feel his groin react to her. He stood up, fully aroused now, and even he knew she could feel it through the many layers of clothing between them.
Just when he thought it was all over, Wolf burst into the room. A heavy sigh escaped him, it was over, whatever more than slightly erotic moment that had happened between them was now over. Wolf had ruined the moment, she ruined it, and it could never, not in a million years be brought back. Might as well just go to sleep, because it was all over, over and done with.
The erection still as hard as ever inside his pants however, told a different story.
After Wolf has spoken, she left, cackling wildly. A sudden thought came to him, whenever he was with one or the other he was scared out of his mind, but as long as they were together, and fighting over each other and not him, he felt all right. Better than all right, he felt safe.
The words sunk home to him. Learn to stick up for himself? Why would he need to do that? If he truely was Vixen's slave, which he wasn't, and the sooner he got used to the fact that he was, the sooner she would have him, then he would always be safe, wouldn't he?
One look at the cleavage staring back at him told him a different story.
He looked up at her expectantly, almost waiting for her to stop whatever was going to happen, because obviously the moment was ruined. She would get off, untie him, let him to go sleep, and tomorrow would be another day, right?
She didn't move though, she didn't even budge. Suddenly that lump came back into his throat, he was alone with her again, and he didn't know what was going to happen. A lot of things could take place with two people alone in a room, especially if one was tied up.
Trying to swallow, his mouth now as dry as the desert, he looked up at Vixen, fear dancing in his eyes.

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen...

looked daggers at the door which closed after Wolf had made her taunting remarks. She was of half a mind to go after her and pay her a lesson but... hmmm... she wiggled a bit noticing the hard evidence of Dan's arousal.

She smiled as her attention was brought back to him. Fear danced in his eyes and she found that incredibly delightful. "Mmmmmm... so... where were we... you were saying how ye didn't want to take advantage of lil' ol' me? What say you to being taken advantage of then boy?" Her eyes sparkled with hidden mischief as her slender fingers started to unbutton his coarse shirt. She ran her hands across his now naked chest taking the time to pinch his nipples as she came across them. With his hands tied behind his back she could only remove it so far, but she found herself admiring his broad shoulders and the newly formed muscle he had from all the manual labour he had had to do.

She started to unbuckle his belt. She could hear his breathing become erratic and she smiled to herself. She jerked on his pants as she whispered close to his ear. "Lift that arse for me now darlin' and show Vixen what you've got for her huh?" Dan seemed to do her biding despite himself and she managed to jerk the material down to his ankles. She knelt before the bound and practically naked man and started to fondle his cock. She was surprisingly gently... and skillful. She watched his face judging his reaction and adjusting her technique accordingly. Before long she had illicited a moan from him.

She caught his eyes with her own. Her eyes smouldered with passion and she continued to watch him even as she lowered her mouth to allow her lips to brush the tip of his cock. She felt him tremble. Her tongue darted out to tease the tip... exploring it... feeling it... tasting it. The air carressed the moisture she left there sending a shiver down his spine. She gripped the base with her fist, and fondled his balls with her other hand and then suddenly... he was engulfed by her hot wet mouth. She sucked gently at first and then harder... then her tongue would swirl around the head before she tickled the underside of his cock with her tongue. All the while her fingers worked him. He felt teeth... gentle... scratching the sides of him then... she swallowed. He felt himself being encased by the tight confines of her throat. She bobbed her head up and down several times until she felt he was very very close and then just as suddenly it was over and she was licking her lips watching him trying to catch his breath.

His cock shone with her saliva and she stood now before him. Divesting herself of her own clothing. Until she stood naked before him in all her glory. She loosened her hair so it fell about her shoulders. She stood very close to him and she asked... "tell me what you want boy... " her fingers slid across her own breasts as she swayed before him... playing with herself. Her hands slipping down to flick at her own cunt lips. She straddled him once more and positioned his cock so that just the tip of him pressed against the moist warm opening of her pussy. She pressed down just a bit tempting him with it but no more than that... "tell me..." she whispered more urgently this time

 

[poohlive]

It all floated away. All his inhibitions, all his fear, all his anger. Everything that had happened the past few days just swept from his memory. He felt as if he were in a dream, no not a dream, a fantasy, one where everything went right and he got the girl.
He moaned loudly as her mouth enveloped him. Closing his eyes, he felt her teasing, felt her touching, felt her lusting him. He didn't care that she owned him, because deep down inside, he knew he wanted her to own him. He wanted her.
She stood up, shedding the rest of her clothing. He looked at her for the first time, he really looked at her. She was beautiful, but beauty couldn't describe her. A venus, she was a venus, the perfection of all perfections.
Straddling him again, Vixen whispered to him, "... tell me..."
Dan could only think of one thing. He gently thrusted himself into her.
"You," he moaned loudly into her ear, "I want you."

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen...

gasped as she heard his words. For some reason they made her feel... she shook the thought from her mind as she gave into the blissful sensation of having him fill her. She moaned as she started to buck against him. Riding that wonderful cock... feeling is slid free of her cunt... only to lower herself down... plunging herself down onto it.

She began to ride it rythmyically. Rising and falling... panting and gasping as she felt the friction increase. He was remarkable. He felt so good inside her. She flung her head back as she let the lusty sensations overcome her. Her hands gripped his shoulders as she held herself steady fucking him. She opened her eyes and watched him. His own face contorted by the sexual stimulation. Suddenly she wanted more... she wanted to feel him. He was thrusting true... but it was restricted. She reached to the side finding a knife that had fallen there. She picked it up... suddenly not moving anymore. Sitting scewered as it was on his throbbing cock she looked at the knife curiously.

 

[poohlive]

Dan felt himself inside her. It was tight, warm and living, he arched his hips upward as far as the restraints would let him. He wished again that he was untied, but not for escape this time.
He breathed hard into her neck, nibbling and kissing it gently. It sent shivers up his spine. Why did he not want to do this?
Then she moved slightly to the right. He seemed puzzled, wondering what she was doing. She brought back a knife, looking at it curiously.
His eyes grew wide, all thoughts on love had disappeared. She wasn't trying to love him, she was trying to kill him. He had heard of this, some insects killed their mates after, or even during sex. She was bringing him to heaven, before she plunged him to hell.
He closed his eyes, wincing for the knife about to be stuck deep into his chest. Nothing happened. He opened one eye, looking at her. She moved the knife down, but not into his chest, into the ropes. With one slice he was free.
He looked at the door, hoping to escape, but then she wiggled on his lap. He looked into her eyes, spell bound. Her eyes never left his. He was drawn into them, into the lust, and wonder of her.
Moving his hands up from the curves of her hips, he used one finger to trace her. He followed it past her stomach, and up the edge of her breast. One single finger on each hand touching her skin, no less no more. He traced it up to her neck, and outlined her cheek. The soft moonlight gave her face a beauty surpassed by any other woman he had ever seen.
He put his hands on the back of her head, pulling her into his kiss. His hands then moved back down her body, resting on the soft curves of her ass. He squeezed gently.
The kiss though, the kiss was like fire in his mouth. He leaned into her, tasting her mouth, wanting her, lusting her.
He began thrusting his hips again.

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen...

began to whimper and moan as she felt him thrusting into her. It felt so good. She trembled as his hands delicately traced her curves. When she set him free and caught his eyes with hers... she felt almost overwhelmed. He made her feel so beautiful, the way he stared at her. Then with determination he began to plunge into her, finally free as he was from restraints.

She thrust back with her own movements melding with his. Her arms clung to him. She felt suddenly small and defenseless. She'd never felt this way before. Why now? She brushed the thought from her mind and went with it. Enjoyed it. She felt him stand pulling her with him so that he remained buried to the hilt within her. Her legs swung up to hold him as he moved them both towards her bunk. She sighed as he lowered them both down. She stared up at him. Her eyes dark with passion and lust.

He started to thrust again. This time with more control. She groaned loudly. Flinging her head back exposing her neck. Her hands clinging to his arms. Her nails digging into him. Her chest heaving with her quickening breath.

 

[poohlive]

His eyes closed. He was on top of her, controlling her, this was a different feelings around her. Ever since he had first met Vixen she acted like she was in control of him, of everything really.
It wasn't there anymore, she didn't control him, in fact, he controlled her. And he loved every minute of it.
He went faster, filling himself up inside her. His hands grabbed the sheets beside her. Her own hands were on his, her nails digging tightly into him. He felt a small trickle of blood down his arm, and it only made him want her more.
Then he felt it, his balls swelled up into his groin. He was going to orgasm. He thrusted into her as hard as he could.
It was happening, he could feel everything, and nothing at once. Her head, swyaing back and forth, her hair on all sides of her face, giving her an angelic quality, his growing excitement, the blood trickling down. He felt this all as he finally reached the climax.
He came inside her.

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen...

cried out as she felt him swell within her. She couldn't believe it but her own body responded. Her cry as she came seemed to cut through the night air as she felt herself spasm around him. Milking him desperately as she let herself go. It was intense. She was left quite breathless.

Finally he colapsed on her and their two intertwined bodies sunk into the cushioned bunk. He was heavy... but pleasantly so and she found herself hugging him, sliding her leg up and around to hold him even closer. Finally, unable to analyize the experience any longer. She drifted off to sleep.

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen...

slept soundly. She murmered softly once in her sleep. She felt movement and frowned... hugging the warmth in her arms closer. Finally when the movement didn't stop she opened one eye slowly... taking in her surroundings. She was staring at a man's chest. She blinked... both her eyes opening as she recalled the previous night. She didn't move. She continued to watch the rise and fall of that chest. Unbelievably she felt herself throb in response. She mentally shook her head... what was wrong with her she wondered.

Finally she pulled away from him and stretched lazily. She was surprised to find she felt a slight pang apon leaving him. Again she shook herself mentally. She sat up and yawned, shaking her hair out, making it fan prettily across her shoulders. Seemingly unaware of this she flipped it all over one shoulder so she could look back at the man she had fucked the previous night.

 

[poohlive]

He woke silently. Most of the time, people wake up, they move parts of their body, they stretch or yawn or even blink as to asure themselves they are awake.
Dan did none of this, he simply opened his yes from slumber. A bright and beautiful morning welcomed him. He couldn't help but be delighted to see it, everything looked better after sex.
Vixen was beside him, staring at him. The sun fell on her shoulders, like an angel, accenting her entire body. Dan wanted to go to her, kiss her softly, and love her again.
He stopped though.
A sudden deep and scary feeling hit him.
What if she simply used him? What if they were now supposed to go back to slave and owner? Did she simply have him for sex?
These thoughts rambled through his brain in a matter of minutes. He couldn't keep track of them all. He wasn't even sure anymore.
How was he supposed to act? That was the main question hitting him at the moment. Was he know supposed to be her slave, serving her, going through the day's actions as if nothing happened, only to be ravished again the next night.
Or were they more now? He wanted them to be more now, something of equals, he knew she would always be the man of their relationship, and he knew he would always let her, but still what did last night mean.
Sweat began to pour from his forehead, his palms became sticky, his breating increased. He had to do something, she would become suspicious, maybe even punish him if he didn't.
A sick smile came to him as he remembered last night's punishment.
He pushed it away, sitting up in bed. He looked at Vixen warmly, smiling, but not exactly making eye contact. He slowly got out of bed abd began to dress.
There, getting dressed. That was a nonchalant move, that didn't say anything about last night. He hoped she would make the first move, then he could follow her.
Why did she have to have such beautiful eyes?

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen...

watched him silently. He had woken... smiled at her... and now he stood there putting on his clothes. Had last night meant so little to him? She wondered.

She continued to watch him... her own body still naked... a reminder of how good it had been. She watched as he pulled on his pants... covering his manhood... so pretty to her even flaccid as it was. Her eyes followed his hands as he pulled on his shirt. Her head tilted to the side... as if fascinated by his movments.

Finally as he started to lace up the shirt she moved. She pulled back the sheets covering her. Exposing her nakedness. She swung her legs over the side of the bed. She watched him as she slipped off the bunk. Where she landed she stood before him. She was suddenly aware of the difference in their heights. She needed to look up to see his face... so instead she stared at his chest... still revealed to her. She let her fingers stray to that chest... as if of their own will. She felt the skin... the heat of him. She let her hand drop and saying nothing she reached down to pick up her own hastily discarded clothing.

 

[poohlive]

His heart fluttered. He could feel himself grow weak in the knees. She touched him so elegantly, so lightly, so unlike her. The places she had touched him on his chest burnt like fire. He had to close his eyes to keep from shuttering.
Why was she doing this to him? He didn't want to love her, hell last night he wanted to never see her again.
Yet, here he was, looking at her naked body picking up pieces of clothing on the floor.
Dan wanted to simply wait until she said something, but his heart said no. His heart led him now, and he easily followed. Leaning down, Dan lightly grabbed her hands. He squeezed them within his, and brought her to a standing position.
He pulled her close to him, smelling her hair. She smelled, and looked beautiful. In fact she was beautiful, he had never seen such a thing so beautiful.
"I love you," he whispered, letting his own cheek rub against hers. He knew it, even from the bottom of his toes he knew it. There had never been anything so sure in his life.
His arms wrapped themselves around her naked midsection, finding themselves on the other side.
"I love you," he repeated.

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen...

stood locked in his embrace. At first she enjoyed it. Then... then she heard his words. She felt frozen to the spot, unable to move. She was sure she had been mistaken, only to hear him repeat them. Simple words... yet they sent such chills through her.

The last time she'd loved someone... her mind wandered back to the grave she had visited on the island. She shivered. His arms tightened around her. She knew he was awaiting some kind of response... but her mouth was dry. Finally she sighed... "I know..." her voice soft... troubled. She turned her head up to meet his lips. The kiss was soft... intimate. This time she shuddered for a different reason.

Her soft moan of desire muffled and lost within the kiss itself. Her hands slid inside his shirt urgently. Her fingers gliding over him as if trying to memorise the feel of him.

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen...

her voice was throaty with desire as she whispered to him.

"I need you..." she half moaned, pressing herself against him urgently.

Just then the gruff loud voice of Blue himself was heard as he shouted out urgent commands from the deck. Vixen looked startled. Hurriedly she pulled on her pants and shirt and boots. She secured her sword to her back and flung open the cabin door. She glanced over her shoulder... "coming?" her eyes were warm as they rested on him.

Blue bellowed again. Vixen's eyes hardened as heard the words. "The Queen's men..." she muttered as she turned to leave the cabin. She reached Blue's side. He seemed elated by the prospect of battle. Vixen's face was impassive as she watched him peer through his hand held telescope.

One of the men bumped into her in his hurry to obey Blue's commands. Without blinking she punched him hard in the jaw sending him sprawling. She looked down at him, "watch it boy... move like that in a fight and you're dead..." he nodded painfully dragging himself up and continued to carry out his orders.

 

[poohlive]

I know?
Dan looked out the posrt side of the ship, his hands dengling over the railing slightly, moving with the breeze. He watched the water slap against the ship's hull. It was a deep majestic blue, that seemed to hypnotize him.
I know?
Did she really say that? He must had heard her wrong, he must have. He had opened his heart to her, truely let himself go for her, and she said I know?
Maybe it was aye, no?
Pirates say AYE. She was a pirate, although he had never seen one quite so breathtaking before. Aye, no. That meant it was obvious that he loved her.
No, his mind shot back. She said I know, she simply recognized the fact that Dan adored and cherished her.
Did she even care about him? Doubts began to surface in his mind again. Was he even supposed to love her? Was it supposed to be just sex and then casual work environment?
He had never had a relationship like that before.
Hell, outside of his wife he had never even had a relationship before.
He had no clue what he was supposed to be doing here?
For the first time in his life he really wanted to go home.

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen...

Cannon fire. It was thunderous. The smell of smoke. All the men were shouting at once. The other ship loomed as it drew near. Blue's own ship retaliated with it's own cannon fire. The sound was intense. Vixen found herself looking around for Dan. She knew how unskilled at fighting he was... she worried.

She caught herself. She couldn't afford to feel like this... she had a job to do. She intended to live... she had to. Finally the ships drew near and Blue bellowed his commands.

"Board em and hall em men!" he hollared.

Again Vixen looked around desperately for Dan. In the chaos she couldn't find him. One of the enemies attacked her with his sword. She barely responded in time. She had to pay attention. Some of the men had fire arms. She saw them busily loading the weapons and firing.

"Where is he?" She growled, even as she parried with the man before her.

 

[poohlive]

It was hypnotic wasn't it? The boat rocked gently as the waves slashed up against it. He couldn't help but sway with it. There were times when a person was supposed to stand rigid, and take on whatever came to him, and then there was just a time to sway in the waves.
It was almost romantic, a certain amount of relaxation hit him.
It hurt.
He fell backwards, his hand instantly coming up to his forehead. A rather large and brooding man was looming over him, a sharp sword in his hand. Dan looked at it, watching it catch the glint of the morning sun as it was raised high into the air, before lowering quickly down to him.
He watched it all in horror, only in the last moment realizing his life was in danger. He lunged to the right, not caring what hit him.
Whatever it was nudged him hard in the ribs, he felt the wind get knocked out of him, as well as blood splurting somehwere.
He wasn't sure where though.
The man ran over to him, a look of hunger and rage in his eyes. Dan got up, forced himself to get up. He stood there, unsteady, but not willing to die.
Not here, not like this.
He looked for a weapon, any weapon. Something he could use, anything, a piece of wood, a rock, something.
There was nothing though.
The man slashed with his sword. Dan jumped backwords, hitting a few boxes, it stopped his momentum and the sword sliced his right arm. The pain was fresh and new, it stung him. He felt the boxes giving, and him falling behind them.
Dan fell backwards, into a large pile of boxes. He searched them desperately for a weapon, all he could find were salt crackers and a few other pieces of food.
He picked up a slab of salted pork and threw it at the man.
The large man picked it up, and gave a menacing laugh. Dan felt it all the way through his bones.
Who in the hell was this person? Why were they trying to take over this ship? He had no idea, but he wasn't going to die for it.
Dan turned around, and looked for the edge of the ship. It would be a long drop, yes, but at least he would be alive.
He jumped.
The man caught him.
"Where do you think your going scrap?"
Dan felt himself being flung back into the boxes, they didn't give this time. He felt himself slump in front of them.
Stars danced in his vision.
"Come on, fight like a man."
Dan tried to stand up again, but found it nearly impossible. The ship's floorboards kept moving. He fell onto his back.
"A sissyboy?" he spit on his face. Dan tried to wipe it away, but didn't quit make it.
"Let's go then," he said harshly, bringing the handle of his sword down sharply on Dan's forehead.
After that it all went black.
The pain wasn't that bad actually. Dan needed to stay unconscious more often. Things just seemed to float away.
He felt himself being picked up, only barely. It was like he was feeling it happen through someone else.
Then there was a great pushing, and again there was a sensation of pain, but it really wasn't pain. It was more like a signal to his brain that there was pain, and nothing more.
Dan smiled to himself, no pain, this was how it should be.