They spent the remainder of the afternoon coaxing one orgasm after another from the mayor's wife. She was just one raw sexual nerve by the time she put her clothes back on and left the ship.
Annabelle was completely bedazzled by the exciting, erotic pirates.
Chapter 6 – Betwixt
Annabelle became a nearly constant visitor to the Bedeviled whenever it was at Bitter End. She would arrive early each morning and would not leave until late in the afternoon. She lived for news of the ship's arrival and felt her heart sink when she learned that it was due to depart.
The three officers were always very generous with her. They taught her how to use a sword and even gave her one from the many that they had liberated from other ships. It was not uncommon to see her walking the streets of Bitter End with her sword in its scabbard, dangling from her belt.
They taught her the finer points of using a dagger and even set up a dummy on the deck for her to use for practice. After awhile, she walked the streets with her sword on one side and her dagger strapped to her thigh on the other side.
Making love with the three pirate officers during her visits became a common occurrence. She had been reluctant to let Abigail pleasure her that first time but after the girl gave her multiple orgasms during that afternoon, she became a convert. She still enjoyed her husband's cock but now female tongues were also welcomed.
She had been reluctant the first time that Robin had pulled her face between her thighs also. But after tasting the pirate captain and discovering the heights that she could take another woman to, she became a convert to this also.
She loved breasts now, also. Isabelle's and Rachel's were large and full and firm. She loved to play with the generous pillows of flesh. Occasionally Abigail was free from her normal daytime duties of servicing the males and Annabelle enjoyed feasting on those large, young breasts. But her favorite breasts were the captain's. In fact, Annabelle was infatuated with all of Robin's body. The captain had sleek lines that reminded Annabelle of a cat. The breasts were smaller than the others but Annabelle thought they were perfect. She could nibble and suck on them for hours, and she frequently did.
While it was easier and faster to get to the Bedeviled when it was tied to the dock, Annabelle actually preferred to visit when it was anchored in the harbor. It was thrilling to climb on board and see all of the naked flesh. Cocks and balls dangled heavily from the strong, burly men. Some cocks stood erect, as if at attention, making her think that they were saluting her as she walked by. It was a very erotic and exciting atmosphere to her.
Early on, during her relationship with the pirates, Robin had told her that she did not have to worry about what she did with them. "What happens on the Bedeviled stays on the Bedeviled." Robin said that the crew was sworn to secrecy and the code that they shared would not allow them to talk to any outsider about what occurred on the ship.
At first, Annabelle was skeptical about this claim. She always kept her guard up as best she could, although the pirate ladies were always very successful at slowly chipping her guard away. But over time, she started to believe the claim. She heard no rumors or stories about what happened on the ship. People in the city treated her in the same way as always, giving no indication that they knew about her lesbian trysts with the pirates. The only thing that changed at all was that the citizens of the city started thanking her for her efforts to maintain a relationship and communications with the pirates. They viewed her as a sort of ambassador, it seemed.
Once she realized that it was true that word about her behavior would not leak out, she abandoned all pretenses of propriety. That's when she started hoping that she would find the ship at anchor instead of tied to the dock.
When she would clamber up the stairs along the side of the ship and onto the deck, she would pause for a moment. She would strip immediately before looking around. Frequently, she would look up to find a semicircle of naked and half-naked males admiring her nudity. Then, she would stride to the door that led to the officer's quarters and walk down the stairs to her orgiastic rendezvous.
Charles finally started to become suspicious. He formed a habit of following her in the mornings. She always hummed happy tunes as she walked toward the docks. Then she would disappear on the little ferry that took her to the Bedeviled. At the end of the day, he would be lurking in the shadows, watching as she returned. She did not hum as she walked home, but she always had a contented smile on her face and always had rosy cheeks. Something was going on!
Several months into the relationship with the pirates, things changed again for Annabelle. She had begged them to take her with them but Robin refused. She explained that the Blackhearts would be hunted and hanged in the town square if they did any such thing.
She agreed to a compromise, however. But before that, she wanted to know more about Annabelle and Charles. It turned out that both husband and wife came from wealthy families in England. Charles, however, had the misfortune of being the third son. As such, he would receive no inheritance. He could join the church or join the military or leave England to find a new life for himself. He tried the military and was appointed as a Major by the Queen, thanks to his family's connections. But the army did not agree with him. It was too much work. And he was petrified of swords and guns. The final straw was being told that he was being sent to the colonies to help deal with the increasingly rebellious colonists. He resigned his commission.
Becoming a priest was out of the question for him. He decided on moving to the new world. But he wanted to do that in style. So he wooed Annabelle's family and a marriage was arranged. Six months earlier, the forty year old Charles married the nineteen year old Annabelle and Charles was endowed with a very attractive dowry. The couple moved to Bitter End where his family had arranged for him to become mayor.
Robin was surprised to hear that Annabelle was only nineteen, soon to be twenty. She had an air about her that bespoke of maturity. But Robin just attributed that to her wealthy upbringing. The rich always had an air about them.
The compromise was this. When the pirates were in port, Annabelle would report to them and be their slave. Time off for good behavior could be earned so that she could return to her husband each evening, but it would not be guaranteed that she would be released at the end of each day. She would be treated as they treated their other two slaves. Annabelle readily agreed to the terms of the compromise and the pirates sailed away the next day.
Annabelle shuddered when she heard of the return of the Bedeviled two weeks later. This was the moment she had waited for. This was the moment that she dreaded. She was about to enter slavery.
She dressed in her tight slacks and billowy top. She buckled on her sword and dagger. Then she walked to the docks. The Bedeviled was not there even though the docks were empty. It was anchored in the harbor. She boarded the ferry and felt her heart pounding in her chest as the boat drew closer to the sleek black vessel.
Once again, a semicircle of naked and near-naked men watched as she stripped once she got onto the deck. This time, however, her progress was thwarted when she tried to walk to the door that would deliver her to the officers' quarters. The men refused to let her pass.
"The captain sends her regards," said the Bosun. "And she asked that we give you these presents." He held up five gleaming metal rings.