The men lifted the women out of their seats and held them firmly. As soon as that happened, the doors burst open again. This time pirates streamed in. And more pirates streamed in from the open door that led to the veranda.
"Evenin' ladies. Evenin' gentlemen." Bones tipped his tricorner hat gallantly and bowed. "We were in the neighborhood and we thought we would pay our respects to the captain before returnin' to the ship."
Robin smiled as she saw the twenty Blackhearts circled around the table. Each of them was heavily armed and all of them but Bones had his weapon drawn. She had told Bones where they were going so that he could find them in case there was trouble. She had no idea that he would be so protective as to follow them and watch them.
"These ladies, as you call them," said Charles, "are on their way to jail."
"Oh," replied Bones with a sigh, acting as if he was saddened. Then he looked back at Charles and continued. "Methinks ye be wrong about that. These fine ladies are our officers. They be coming with us to the Bedeviled."
"Guards!!!" shouted Charles. "Seize them all!!!"
The six guards looked around the room. They saw twenty pirates; twenty three if you included the three seemingly unarmed officers. They turned back to Charles. One of them spoke.
"Sir? Are you jesting?"
"Seize them, I say!" The guards simply stood there, holding onto the officers.
"What charges have ye brought against our officers?" asked Bones.
"Piracy!" replied the mayor.
"Then ye should check with our Queen. Captain Somerset has a royal charter to rid these seas of Spanish vessels."
"Kidnapping, then!" said the mayor.
"Kidnapping who, might I ask?" Bones was amused at the feeble attempts of this feeble-minded man.
"Kidnapping my wife," he stated. "It's unacceptable."
"Charles," said Annabelle, "they did not kidnap me. I went there of my own free will."
"Trespassing!" tried Charles. "Yes, that's it. Trespassing. They will rot in jail for trespassing on my land.
"Charles!" admonished Annabelle. "You invited them here."
"Seize them, I say!!!"
One guard released Rachel's arm and held his hands up to signal that he had given up and meant no harm. The other guards quickly followed suit.
Robin finally spoke up. "Thank you, Bones. It was fortunate that you were in the area."
Bones smiled proudly. "We always keep an eye on that what belongs to us."
Robin turned back to their host. "Now that dinner is over, we will leave you. Thank you for a lovely evening."
"You haven't heard the last of this!" said Charles with a raised voice. "You will pay! I will see that you suffer!"
"Thank you for that warning, Charles," replied Robin. "Now let me leave you with one. If any harm comes to your wife or your slavegirl, there will be no place on earth where you can hide from me. If I detect even the slightest bruise or mark, I will eviscerate you. I will pull your guts from your belly and feed them to the fish. I will slice off your cock and ram it down your throat. I will tear your limbs off and hang your body in the city square. Do I make myself clear?"
Charles crossed his arms over her chest and glared at her, despite the fact that he was trembling. He did not reply.
"Bones, he needs some encouragement," said Robin.
Bones and several of the others stepped forward carrying chains and knives. The mayor backed up but stopped when he ran into the wall. Still, they advanced. One of them drew a long curved dagger from its sheath and moved to stand in front of the mayor, pressing the tip to his belly.
"Wait!" shouted the mayor, afraid that they meant to eviscerate him on the spot. "I understand you. No harm will come to either of the women."
"Good boy," smiled Robin. "I knew you were a smart one."
Chapter 9 – Betrayed
"I had no idea he could do such a thing," apologized Annabelle when she saw Robin the next day. Robin assured her that she knew that Annabelle had played no role in the trap. The girl was cuddled in the captain's lap and Robin was gently caressing her pet. Annabelle was naked but Robin was fully dressed because she had to go to the city to deal with some business. The Bedeviled would be sailing the next day.
"Isabelle recommended that we give the boys a treat for rescuing us yesterday," said Robin as the fingers from one hand toyed with the girl's nipples, stiffening them even more than they already were.
"What is the treat, Mistress?"
"You are, of course, precious girl," smiled Robin. "You are my most cherished possession. I can't think of anything more valuable than you or anything more fitting as a gift to the men."
Annabelle gulped. "Me, Mistress? You would give me to them? Permanently?"
Robin nodded. "Yes. You will still be allowed to go home each night. And I will still be your primary owner. But I intend to give them some ownership rights over this luscious body of yours. It only seems appropriate."
Annabelle shuddered at the news. It was exciting and thrilling to be owned by a woman. It was scary and unnerving to think about being owned by a bunch of male pirates. She was not sure what to think about this new development.
Robin took her to the deck and made the announcement to raucous cheering and applause. Then she and the other two officers boarded the ferry and left to attend to business in the city.
Annabelle glanced around nervously after she watched the officers disappear down the stairs to the ferry. It seemed that every member of the crew was on deck and they formed a large circle around her. She groaned as she realized it was going to be a very long day servicing her new owners.
"Get the jewelry on her," commanded the Bosun. Two men stepped forward and escorted Annabelle to the anvil. She was fucked from behind as her collar and her wrist cuffs were attached. Then, a cock was stuffed into her mouth and her hands were placed on two additional cocks as she sat while her ankle cuffs were attached.
The men divided up into teams of five and then the teams drew straws. Annabelle would belong to each team for thirty minutes and the order of the teams was determined by the length of the straws. The winning team attached a leash to her collar and led her down to the crew's sleeping quarters. For hours and hours, she was used in every possible way imaginable and in some ways that she had never imagined.
The first five men simply wanted to fuck her. She had a cock in her ass and another in her pussy as her mouth readied a third. Two stood and watched. Once the two men who were fucking her finished shooting their sperm into her, they rotated. For the entire thirty minutes, she constantly had all three orifices filled.
Many of the teams used her the same way. Others had their own ideas of fun. The third team to use her did not fuck her at all. Instead, they bound her on the table. Her head was turned to the side and she gave a blowjob to one of the men while another man fisted her. His hand was much larger than Robin's and she squealed as she was stretched wide while he pushed into her. The rule was that he would keep pumping his hand in and out of her until she completed the blowjob. She worked very efficiently and she quickly received her ration of protein. Then the men rotated. By the time the thirty minutes was up, fists from each man had been in her sex and she had received five meals of sperm.
In the early afternoon, one of the teams introduced something new. She was taken onto the deck and all four of her cuffs were attached together behind her, placing her in a hogtie position that severely arched her back. She was hoisted into the air with her face at crotch level. One at a time, she gave a blowjob to one of the men. Once he had been relieved of his seed, he would point his cock up and pee on her face, sometimes aiming his stream in an arc to coat her hair and flow down her back. Then she would be swung over the side of the ship and lowered into the water. She would be rinsed off with seawater to prepare her for the next male.