[stormbolt7]

Part 9A Changing Tides

Kayla was running down the alleyway.
The lovely young brunette, was being chased. She had plundered, another pirates loot.
Sadly, her mother's ship, had already left port. Kayla seeming to be on her own.

The thin piece of material covering her perfect breasts. Was wet with sweat. Her distended nipples clearly visible.
Kayla wore a very skimpy pair, of hip hugging shorts.
Shapely legs eating up ground. Her arms pumping, chest heaving.
Kayla had been so close, to eluding pursuit.
As she bursts out one alley way. Brown eyes trying to sweep the harbor dock area.
Kayla hoping to recognize a friendly vessel in port.
The sun lowering towards the horizon. Water splashing, from puddles as she runs.
Just as hope begins to blossom in her heart. As a very likely ship is spotted.
Her foot skids, as she hits a slippery spot. Then someone grabs her, and slams a fist in her midsection.
Somehow, some of her pursuers, had gotten ahead of her.
Another punch, and she drops to her knees.
As hands grasp her. Jerking her head, and the cool, hard steel of a blade, pricks against her throat.

"You low class urchin." "Daring to steal from me?" A cultured man's voice asks.
"You turn coat scum, you stole it from my mother first." Kayla accuses back.
"It was mine by right of birth." "While you are less, than a random peasant.' "needing to respect your betters." He replies.
I think it is time, to do the world a service." "Disposing of one more pirate scum, and worthless thieving whore." He ads

Kayla partially closing her eyes. As the blade begins to cut flesh.
"Stay your hand yee, pompous jackass." "I'm fond, of that throat your looking to cut." Kayla hears.
Even as she hears the sound of another blade, settling against, and lifting the one to her neck.
"I will call the watch on you, if you interfere pirate!"
"Yee have no room to squawk Lord Treybourne." Kayla's rescuer replies.
"I am a liscensed privateer." Treybourne arrogantly answers.
"You are outnumbered, justice needs to be given." "Stand aside or share her fate." The rogue englishman replies.

As Kayla opens her eyes, seeing Storm standing ready for battle.
The sound of feet can be heard. As well as cutlasses and flintlocks being cleared for action.
"It would seem, the odds are now even." "Will yee let my lady go or do we fight?" Storm asks.
Treybourne glares, his eyes taking in that his advantage was gone.
Raising his arm, to let his forces know, the game was ended for now.
"Very well take the whore, and welcome to her." "Just be warned, we will meet again." He threatens.
Then Kayla is released in Storm's care.

Kayla is soon on the BloodStorm, as it sails clearing the harbor.
"I swear lass, yee draw trouble, like a magnet." Storm shares with her.
Kayla starting to tremble, as her adrenaline was fully spent for the moment.
One minute more, and her throat would have been slit.
Her life's blood staining the alley, as she lays dying in a pool of it.
It would seem fortune, had barely jumped in time, to save her this time.
Soon Jessie's treasures. Would find themselves safe again with her Auburn snatch.
"Lass, what ails you?" Storm asks, coming to her side.
Kayla seemingly unable to stop shaking.
Storm taking her from the chair, guiding her to the edge of his bed.
Sitting her down, quickly giving her a swig of rum to steady her.
The tankard set aside, as he begins holding her, close to himself.
Kayla clinging to him. The mental image in her head, of her body laying bleeding out.
Her clothing, and goods being stripped and stolen.
Kayla begins to turn to him, kissing him.
A hunger, and need to feel alive giving her arousal.
As he begins to kiss back.
Soon the thin cloth, covering her chest, is gone.
Storm soon caressing, and kissing her exposed breasts. Her nipples distending, as his tongue teases them erect.
Storm nuzzling, and gently sucking on her quickly, engorged nipples.
Kayla working at his clothing. Even as he strips her bare.
Her eyes closing in delight. As her thighs slowly part for him.
Storm entering her moist womanhood. Kayla clenching, holding tightly to him.
Wet, tongue filled kisses being shared. Her eyes gazing deeply into his.
"Please don't leave me tonight." She whispers, between kisses.
Storm's one hand, grabbing her firm ass. "Yee can stay in my cabin, I'll not leave you." He replies.

Kayla's body relaxes. Storm begins to stroke her pussy, with his cock.
Now feeling safe again. Kayla wantonly works her body against his.
The lovely brunette, wanting to show her appreciation.
He owed her nothing, yet had stood up for her.
They need speak no more. As they make love, as the ship sails on.
It is not much longer. Just before he releases inside of her. Kayla cumms.
They share dinner in his cabin. As the night goes on, they make love again.
Kayla loving, how he makes her climax. Storm getting her pussy to purr.
Her daring raid a success. Another enemy made.
While at the same time. Kayla knows, she has found someone. She could always trust, with her life.
Not to mention, a lover most pleasing.

Water splashes cold, and across her entire naked figure.
Kayla bolting out of sleep.
Milla also coming awake, as it splashes against her as well.
The desireable duo, naked, slightly beaten, chained and captive in the dungeon.
"Ladies, nice to see you join me." Sandy taunts.
The red head standing admiring, the wet, glistening nude duo.
"Just letting you know, I will be heading to sea soon." "My new fleet, will hunt down and destroy your friends." Sandy ads confidently.
"They will come for us, and burn you down." Milla states defiantly.
Just before her head jerks, as Sandy slaps her.
"Stupid whore, your ship will aid me in my quest to rule the seas." Sandy states.
While all three, unaware of what was starting to take place.

BloodStorm lay at anchor at Bitch Slap island.
Now it was time, to reveal the secret project.
Pirates, Irene, Serena, and a few others would sail with him.
Word and rumors, flying all across the waters. Pirates meeting ships anchored together or on land.
Something large, was looming. They needed to marshal all their strength.
The Bondage, and CatsClaws would be sailing together.
They would seek for, and pick up Captain Michelle, and her vessel.
It was time to make sure she was secure. Her mission of espionage paying off.
Now Storm had to honor his word to her. Time was of the essence.
It was going to be a gift for Kayla. She had spent many years, sailing with her mothers crew.
Storm watching, as Sadie walks up, across the beach sand.
Sadie wearing an outfit. That barely covered her nice perky breasts, and firm ass.
Sadie would also be going with them. "Ohhhhh pretty, what do you call her?" Sadie asks.
The ship was sleek, wonderful curves, and lines.
She was armed only with light cannon. As she came into view, coming from around the inlet.
She seemed to revel, being wet, and like when they made love.
As the ship came into anchor. Everyone could see. Storm had made Kayla's Pussypurr!!

Kayla's soon to be ship, was maybe to be. The fastest vessel on the seas.
She maybe could not outgun larger vessels. Yet she could run circles around them.
Not to mention, leave them tasting her wake.
When on board. No one would be able to deny. How good it felt, and pleased. Feeling Kayla's Pussypurr beneath them.
"Snacks and supplies ready to load Cap'n." Sadie informs him.
Megan was sniffing nearby.
Storm turning to her, and striding over to a very fave pirate.
"I need yee to stay, and keep my ship safe." He softly says to her. Storm hating being parted from pirate Megan as well.
"I glued the Brat sisters into their beds." Megan replies smiling.
"See now who else would have thought of that?" He asks.
At the same time, knowing it was payback. For the antics of Lil Sara and Laurie Breeze.
"God save my ship." Storm mutters looking skyward.
Megan slamming into him, hugging him tight.
"Promise we will keep her floating Cap'n, I love ya!" Megan blurts out.
Beaten Slut, and StarBear giggling. "I think Captain's got a girlfriend." They tease, singing together.
"Hey I like girls!" Megan replies, sticking her tongue out.
"If I did like guys, it would be you captain." "I'll even save you a cup of rum." Megan finishes, giving him a kiss on his cheek.

Then the crew heads to the BloodStorm. It was time, to get it heading to the rendezvous.
At sea, the Ill Wind and Michelle, had hooked up with the Auburn Snatch.
Michelle feeling more at ease. As at last, she was with allies again.
If Storm trusted Jessie, and her crew. Michelle felt safe, anchoring nearby.

Time was paramount, as Storm mounted on Kayla's PussyPurr. He smiles, as she was wet, and felt wonderful beneath him.
He was riding her, and she was eager to be in motion.
"Let's go find the Southern Cross ladies." He announces.
As they head out of the bay, looking to recover a legend.

Alison Rocks Leather Lady bobbed at anchor.
Alison herself, leading the group headed for the dungeons.
LexiBabe, Rama, and Becky Stroud part of her group.
Another group, trying to stealthily capture the Revenge.
Their orders, secure her or scuttle her.
"It's over this way." Lexi tells her.
"Look here, our bitches have returned." Jessica Alba announces.
As a small group steps out of the shadows, into their path.
Lucy Pinder, glaring at Rama. Kristen Stewart, eyeing up Becky Stroud.
A leggy blonde, smirks as she looks at Alison.
"You want in there, you go past us." "By the way, I'm Iggy Azalea." She announces.
Alison smiling, as the cocky blonde was all hers. "Not nice to meet you, let's dance bitch!" Alison replies.
The four way dance, about to begin.

Even as a few more dark ships, glide from a different port.
Lord Treybourne's banner, flying from the lead ships mast.

[Kayla]

Time was paramount, as Storm mounted on Kayla's PussyPurr. He smiles, as she was wet, and felt wonderful beneath him.
He was riding her, and she was eager to be in motion.

Oooh, love your naughty, suggestive play with words, Stormie!   Eagerly your arrival with my ship, so we can kick butt, and re-unite - LOL!  

hugs
Kayla

[stormbolt7]

Part 9B Changing Tides

The seas had begun to be even more dangerous, and treacherous.
The war vessel, Princess Milla's Revenge was at anchor in harbor.
Soon Sandy Myers would see it set sail. As soon as elements of the black fleet arrived.
Her own ship Black Betrayal, was tasting sea water. For the first time.

On the waters, many of the fleet, had put sails into the wind.
Black Bart's Devil's Black Heart. Seemed to trail dark clouds, as it sailed.
Luis Rochelle's new ship, the BackStabber enjoyed first sailing as well.
His new alliance and vessel. Stronger, than the ship pirate captain Michelle had taken from him.
The arrogant Lord Treybourne. Commanding his ship, Magnificent Bastard.

A group of black ships, with each in one having a lead.
They would angle together from three points, of the compass.
Like a triangle of terror.
Bart having one group. Treybourne another small group.
Sandy having some other ships, at a close by port.
Very soon, she would board a crew on Milla's Revenge.
That vessel loaded, waiting for her crew.
Rochelle's group joining her.
Placing those ships, and himself. Under Sandy's command.
The three groups would rendezvous.
Then set out to wipe the seas clean of pirates.
Before taking control, and ruling the seas themselves.

Serena was world class beauty. The curvaceous brunette, laying sweat slicked, and satisfied.
Serena was naked in all her glory. A smile on her lovely face.
Her pussy, moist, orgasmed, and pleasured.
Irene was close by.
Irene had joined in, on stripping, then getting Serena off.
Then to her own delight.
Irene's clothing began coming off as well.
Her breasts, proudly thrust. Nipples distending.
Caresses, kisses, and some tongue action, getting them hard.
Now as the Pussypurr rose, and fell over the waves.
Storm's cock, seemed to pump her pussy.
As first she rode him, like the ship rode the sea.
Now she was savoring Serena fondling, and caressing her.
As Irene lay tits proudly thrust. Pussy wet, and ready.
Storm penetrating her, his love juice exploding inside of her.
Irene cries out, as she cumms heavily beneath him.
After several spurts of warm creamy cumm, inside her orgasming pussy.
Storm shifts, burying himself, inside Serena.
The sensual Italian pirate, working her hips, milking his cumm.
Another sensation of release, warming her deliciously.
As the trio, completed, and helped each other. Enjoy their climax the most.

They lay spent, having like a good pirate crew.
Sharing the load, and savoring the treasure as one.
Very soon, the cry of land ho would be given.
Storm being joined by the ladies on deck.
As the first view would be given, of part of a legend.
They had arrived.
Even better, with the aid of Sadie's navigation skills.
As she munched on the chocolate covered peanuts brought on board for her.
They had arrived at the right time, and cycle of the tides.
If it was in shape to sail.
Soon the Southern Cross would be back at sea.
On the way, to her waiting captain Michelle.

LexiBabe was gorgeous. Her skin, smooth, toned, and with a coloring.
Like golden honey, glowing on her sleek body.
That made her appear, as some exotic island goddess.
Anyplace Lexi went. Eyes, and hearts of both men, and women followed.
Long legged, and busty.
Now her long legs, worked to give her leverage.
Her large, firm breasts. Thrusting against her opponent.
Chest heaving, long legs working.
As Lexi was battling a woman, also as exotic looking.
Jessica Alba, had skin, that seemed to be very close, in suppleness, and coloring.
The two looking, as maybe they could be sisters.
If so, they had begun fighting over some slight or stolen lover.
As they both sent fists, and forms, slamming into each other.

Dark haired, buxom Rama. Was also in combat.
Rama's large, well formed breasts. Being slammed against those of her opponent.
The two catfighters scantily clad.
Had both begun to rip, and tear at each others clothing.
Lucy Pinder's girls, also very large, and ready for action.

At another part of the dark alleyways.
Found a beautiful Becky Stroud. Grappling, with a stunning brunette Kristen Stewart.
Arms and legs flailing, as they topple to the ground together.
Arms, claws, and clothes flying.

Allison Rocks, was circling her own opponent.
Iggy Azalea, was wearing some kind of body hugging outfit.
Her garment, leaving her legs exposed.
Not to mention, the forms of her breasts. Clearly outlined, beneath the thin material.
"I think you need to be beaten down under slut." Iggy states.
The blonde admiring her rival. As much as Allison, was watching her.
Allison, dressed in a dark, body hugging outfit.
Her outfit, seeming to be painted on her lush figure.
Allison, long legs, and busty.
A nice amount of her, large firm breasts. Exposed, and gently heaving in the front.
Gorgeous red haired pirate captain, and desireable blonde mercenary.
Both ready to get close, and physical.
A sense of urgency upon the groups, as they came together and fought.
Once Princess Milla's revenge sailed.
One of the groups would be left behind or captured.
Not to mention, the captives, held in the dungeon as well.

A lot at stake, for either side.
As Allison lunges, and Iggy tries sending a kick flying.

[Serena77]

I'm glad for being always in your dreams, Stormy!

[stormbolt7]

Changing Tides pt 9C

Kim K writhed bound on the bed.
A smiling, laughing nude blonde beauty.
Captain Busty Tiffany, was grinding. Her crotch, and moist sex.
All over her captive's face.
Kim K was writhing. Yet also savoring Tiffany's juices.
Recently it had been going all Kim's way.
Now it was Tiffany, that was enjoying being on top again.

With some aid, from fellow pirates.
Tiffany and her second in command. The lovely beatensuneha.
Now found themselves joined by other ships.
Tiffany still beating, and tying Suneha at times, as well.
Just, and erotic catfighting payment. For the sexy brunette's role, in capturing Tiffany.

Sailing close by, was the vessel, captained by Lisa.
The sexy, long legged, red head.
Known in many ports as FightingLisa.
Was listening to some gathered reports.
Across the table from her, a gorgeous brunette sat.

Catsclaws, and Bondage had been joined by another ship.
Captain Michelle, finally making it to some allies.
By her side, a lovely woman. That Michelle had found, and rescued in a tavern brawl.
Harper was stunning.
She had been held, by a cruel land baron.
The man purchasing her, after her ship had been raided.
Harper a passenger, taken for slave trade.
Upon meeting, with Harper, being led, with bound wrists.
Then having to wait on the baron, in public.
Michelle, and Harper, fell into instant, and equal.
Amounts of interest, and desire for each other.
When the moment presented itself. After seeing Harper's poor treatment.
Michelle had started an incident.
Making sure to scar the baron. Before getting away with Harper.
Since then, the duo had become fast comrades, confidantes, and lovers.

The information, being shared. Was coming from different points at sea.
Bloodstorm, had also joined the growing fleet.
Pirate Megan, and Storm's main crew. Sailing in group.
Yet keeping safe distance, as they prepared a secret weapon.
Now and then Starbear firing some cannon.
As Megan's adoring new pet. Bobbed along, to re-direct some of the shells.
That and Megan was not looking to lose any rum.
To other pirates in the fleet.
After all, it was her duty. To taste test all of it. Before trusting Storm to get any of it.
Two fleets forming, as rumours and dire matters lay ahead.

Allison Rocks, was drop dead gorgeous, sexy, and stacked.
Even as Iggy Azalea, worked to use her shapely legs. To try for leverage against Allison.
The stunning cherry bomb. Began unloading, with impacts, from her chest.
Allison, had her top torn open.
Her large, firm breasts exposed.
Iggy's top clawed open as well.
Yet Iggy's girls, no match for Allison's firm tits.
Legs straining, breasts clashing, and claws flying.
The pirate captain of the Leather Lady. Was showing, just why she had gained her ship.

Rama, and Lucy Pinder, had quickly removed each others tops.
Now large, heaving breasts. Slammed together.
The buxom duo, thrusting, and grinding. Their hard nippled tits together.
Shadows dancing along the walls, of buildings nearby.
Rama digging her claws, into the meaty flesh, of Lucy's tits.
Lucy trying to back away. While keeping more damage, from happening to her tits.
A knee comes up, trying for Rama's crotch.
As Rama backs off, using her own leg to block it.
Lucy uses, and upward thrust. Slamming her tits, into Rama's heaving pair.
Rama being knocked off balance, stumbling back.
Her leg, hitting the end of a water trough. Set to collect rain water, coming from nearby roof tops.
To be used at the stables, for watering animals.
With a shriek, and her arms flailing.
Rama topples backwards, into the trough with a splash.
As Rama struggles to pull herself up, and out.
Lucy quickly rushes over. Using her hands, and tits.
To shove Rama back down, under the water.

LexiBabe was also having problems with her opponent.
The duo had fought back and forth.
Arms and fists flying. Clothing, and hair being torn from both.
A few rotted, broken down crates.
Had burst, as they entangled, and crashed into them.
The wood easily splintering. As lush, nubile, catfighting bodies smashed into them.
Some of the contents, spilling out, onto the ground.
After blocking, an attempted elbow, to her crotch.
Lexi had landed a punch, to Jessica's left side.
Jessica having the firm mounds. Of both of Lexi's beautiful breasts in hand.
Her finger nails, digging into them.
As Lexi landed her fist.
Jessica had released her aching breasts. Then tried for the cheap shot.

Now Lexi pushes Jessica from her.
Trying to quickly stand up. To maybe put a boot, to her opponent.
Lexi slips, in some of the spilled slop, from the crates.
Staggering, she tries to keep her balance.
While off balance, Jessica is able to recover. Sweeping Lexi's shapely legs from under her.
Lexi tumbling to the alley way ground.
As Jessica gives a cry of triumph. Before diving onto Lexi, and trying to mount her.

Becky Stroud was being shoved by Kristen Stewart down to the ground.
The lovely blonde had landed a few nice slaps, and punches.
Then like Lexi. Becky found herself, losing her footing.
On something on the alley surface.
The struggling duo, seeming to clench. As Becky pulls Kristen down with her.
Their nubile bodies, entangling, and rolling together.
Then crashing into the backs of Allison's supple legs.
Allison crying out, as Iggy thrusts her arms forward into her.
Allison falling back.
As the buxom red head hits the ground. Doing her best, to roll away from the other duo.
Iggy pulls a thin sash, from around her own waist.
The silken material, easily clenched, and bunched in her hands.

As Kristen begins to control Becky's head. Using the blonde hair, to jerk it side to side.
Kristen ready to drill Becky's head, to the stone of the alleyways.
Jessica, was forcing Lexi to try covering up. To keep from taking full damage.
From the slaps, and punches being thrown against her sexy body.
Rama's skin glistening. Her arms, and legs thrashing.
As Lucy Pinder works to drowned her, in the water trough.

Allison's prety eyes widen in shock.
As Iggy works the sash around her throat.
Iggy's body working to control Allison.
Even as she begins to try and strangle her, in the alley.
The rescue attempt, for Kayla, and Milla. was not looking good.

[stormbolt7]

Changing Tides pt 9D An assassin found.

Fawn Lee, was one of the most skilled assassins.
Hailing from the lands in the far east.
Fawn able to turn almost anything. Into a killing weapon.
Her gorgeous face, and sexy figure. Helping to lure her prey in.

Fawn was raven haired, stunning, and very capable.
Her skills coming at a high price. Yet she had never failed.
It had taken her much time, and travel. To get herself into the right place, right time.
Fawn had managed to be picked up. A seeming cast away at sea.
During calmer seas. A life boat dropped over the side.
The chartered vessel, leaving her. Sailing clear, before her target arrives.
Then a seductive, and deadly beauty.
Hauled on board the next arriving ship.
The narrow channel, between the barren reefs. The only place, such a larger ship could navigate.

Her boat rocking, as the seas became rougher.
Hails of someone in the water.
The ship not a war ship. Smaller, and very sleek.
Soon Fawn is pulled soaking wet on board.
Her long dark hair, clinging to her sodden figure.
Her vibrant brown eyes. Almond shape, skin smooth, and creamy.
Fawn having some mingled bloodlines, helping to add to her sensual beauty.

The proud swell of her nice sized breasts, proudly thrusting. Beneath her intentionally torn, and sodden top.
Tempting glimpses, of the swell of her breasts, showing through.
Her lower garments, thin, and also clinging to her shapely legs, and nice ass.
Fawn was clothed, in some form of leggings or pants.
The material thin enough.
That it basically revealed all of her, form. As if nude.
A pair of knee high, black boots. Her only wrapped item.
Fawn loving the boots, not wanting to see them damaged by the salt water of the sea.
She had been greeted, and fed.
Given a place to sleep, on board. Then left to rest.
Fawn managing to lift a very short, thin bladed dagger. From one of the crew.
Now she was stalking her prey.

It had taken her months, to track him down.
Bribery, threats, sex, and a few killings.
Then to her luck, learning of a mission, in a dark tavern.
She was able to place herself in front of it.
A grave risk. The hired ship, going to circle her way. Before returning to it's port.
Still, leaving her a day or two stranded on the reef.
It had all worked her way.

Fawn's heart was pounding faster.
Her torn blouse, tied together, covering her heaving breasts.
Fawn's exposed midsection sleek, and taut.
Her clothing now dried.
Tight pants, caressing her enticing body.
Spike heeled boots, now on as well.
Fawn felt delicious, warm, and aroused.
The clothing, sliding along her skin.
The thrill of the coming kill. The woman she stole the dagger from. To be framed as the killer.
As it would be found, left thrust through his heart.
Slid into the back of her spandex style pants.

As she arrived just outside of his cabin.
Fawn felt her nipples hardening.
Her sex moistening. A proper assassination, bringing her close to orgasm at times.
The ship gently rocking.
The groan and pop of the timbers. Helping to mask.
The soft clack of her boot heels on the ships flooring.
It was night, so much of the ship now draped in darkness.
Fawn tests the door, slowly opening it.
She does not hear any noise. No sound of her target aware of her arrival.
No alarms being cried out.
Fawn slips inside, softly closing the door behind her.
As she softly advances. If caught, the lie of being lost on the ship.
Ready to spring from her mouth.
A hand grasps her from behind. Closing over her mouth.
The dagger, slid from her garment.
As someone holds her from behind.
Her captor, having waited, for her to pass by in the dark.

"So any other weapons my dear?" He asks softly.
Her dagger, slid into his own clothing.
One arm around her, hand still over her mouth.
The hand slowly lowering.
Fawn's breath coming faster. As her blouse is opened.
His hand, slowly gliding, and caressing.
Over the firm mound of her right breast. Then her left tit, also is fondled.
Now she was becoming even hornier.
Her ass, pressing to, and slowly grinding against his crotch.
"I was lost, the ship is dark." "I do not know if I am among allies or enemies." Fawn softly replies.
His hand sinking down, along her taut belly.
She can feel, his growing arousal behind her.
Even as his fingers, slide beneath her pants.
Now finding, and gently rubbing, and fingering her moist clit.
The ship's motion. Seeming to enhance, the movement of their bodies together.

"Fine she would fuck him first, then kill him." She thinks, as her hunger, and womanly needs. Cry out to be met.
Fawn's pussy, was becoming so wet, so warm.
As he removes his hand, to turn her to face him.
Her eyes trying to roam his face, in the moon light. That is coming through a window.
Her blouse slid free, to drop by their feet.
Now he was slowly backing her towards his bed.
She could try for the dagger, and attack.
His hand to the small of her back. Then down grasping her ass.
Fawn moaning softly. As he kisses her lips. Then down along her neck.
Soon kissing, and nuzzling her left breast.
His tongue teasing her nipple fully erect. Before he sucks on it.
Her boots still on, as he pulls her pants down. While pleasuring her breast.
Her hands moving to free his erection.
Even as he thrusts the dagger, into her belly.
"How does it feel assassin?" He asks.
Fawn's eyes widening in pain. The wet warmth of her own blood, slowly streaming onto her supple skin.

He pulls the thin blade free, tossing the weapon aside.
Then Fawn is toppling onto the bed behind her.
One of her boots, is removed.
Then her pants worked fully off.
Fawn laying bleeding, and naked. With only one boot on.
As he moves to her. Kissing, and caressing her all over.
The fact he still desired her. After figuring out, who she was.
Seemed to be an even bigger turn on. For the exotic, and beautiful assassin.
Fawn willingly parting her thighs, as his hard manhood, glides deep inside.
The ships motion again adding to the pleasure.
As he begins to move inside her. Fawn enjoying each motion.
As his cock, strokes the inner walls of her womanhood.
Fawn knowing she should fight.
Yet as his cock glides free. She can only wish, for them to be as one again.
Something soft, and light, tickles against her throat.
Fawn's one hand moving to identify it.
The texture, and material.
She can tell. It is part of some woman's under garment. Maybe a type of bra.
Then his hard cock, drives back inside of her.
Even as the thin material, is tightened around her throat.
Fawn's nubile body begins to buck beneath him.
Matching the sway, and motion. Of the ship beneath them.

Fawn's blood, was wet against both their skin.
The deadly assassin, was now being strangled. Even as she came closer to completion.
The struggles of her body. Growing weaker.
As only the thought of climax, seemed to surge through her now.
Fawn's hand, falling away from her throat.
Her brown eyes staring wider.
The one leg still wearing her boot. Falling over the side of the bed.
The heel spike, resting against the floor.
Fawn's tongue now protruding, past her sensual lips.
As he thrusts in again.
A thin ribbon of drool, spilling down, along her tongue.
As his hot love juices explode inside of her.
The hot rush of his cumm, helping Fawn to climax.
Her body trembling. As Fawn Lee, begins to experience, her most body numbing.
As well as intense orgasm ever.
The warmth of her sexual release, seeming to wrap her up in it's embrace.
Her body savoring each movement, of his spurting cock, inside of her.
Fawn soon laying no longer moving beneath him.

The mounds of her breasts, proudly thrusting against his chest.
He lays, resting against her.
As their love juices mingle inside her pleasured pussy.
At last he rises, manipulating her body. Putting her other knee high boot back on.
Fawn Lee, left laying.
Naked, cumm filled, tits up, and assassinated on the bed before him.
Yet her vacantly staring eyes.
Seeming to show, only her final orgasmic bliss.
As they seem to stare up at him from the bed.

Fawn Lee's eyes pop open. A soft gasp, coming from her as she sits up in bed.
The light of new day, starting to brighten the sky, and ship.
Her heart pounding, as someone moves beside her.
Storm's arms soon around her, holding her gently, yet firmly.
Living the assassins life, usually meant loneliness.
Fawn sinking back against him.
It had been an erotic dream.
Much of it had been true.
Fawn had been hired to kill him.
She had managed to get herself on board.
Had even been going into his cabin to kill him.
He had caught her.
They had struggled, some of her clothing being pulled open.
Then her eyes on his. Her bare breasts against his chest.
Their lips met.
Fawn ending up in his bed, climaxed, warm, and very satisfied.
Fawn had gone to sleep. Snuggled naked, against her target.

Now she was conflicted. Fawn loving the way he made her feel. In so brief a time.
She felt part of something larger. As well as maybe finding welcome as well.
She did not know if he bought her story, of losing her way in the dark.
She was intrigued by his adventure, and mission.
Maybe if someone killed Sandy Myers.
She could let her task disappear. Into a never again spoken secret.
For now she wanted to stay with him.
Not to mention. Fawn found herself liking. Some of his sexy crew.
Fawn Lee, sinks back down, beside him.
They would make love again, before rising.
Fawn enjoying a wet climax. While riding Storm, on Kayla's pleasing Pussypurr.

Even as the struggle to free Kayla.
Was going on, among some wild catfighting.
That likely soon would decide.
If Kayla ever enjoyed sex on her own Pussypurr or not.
Freedom, pirating, and a desire for a body numbing orgasm.
A few of the things, keeping Kayla's hopes up.
As she is still held, in Sandy Myers dungeon.

[FawnL]

Storm so exciting and arousing....as you always can make it....
and thank you for dedicating an entire chapter to me...the assassin...! 
It has been a great honour..... 

and now, darling...if you could just stay still for few seconds.....
I am sorry but I really need to kill you..it is written in my contract...   

[Kayla]

Sorry not been around much here for a while, but delighted to see you still going strong with this story, Stormie!  And yup, my hopes are high that the finish will be suitably steamy - as always! 

Hugs
Kayla

[stormbolt7]

Fawn and Kayla ....  Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm nice seeing both of you pop in ..

Should be more this weekend .. Getting close to the finish of this one ...

Sorry taking so long to get everything put in order here ... Hope Irene comes back .. More with her as well.

Very soon, Captain Michelle, will get her legacy and ship.

Ohhh and yeahhh more catfighting and rum of course!!  he he he

Storm

[stormbolt7]

Pirates 3 changing tides 9E 

Kayla was moaning, her body writhing.
The lovely brunette was naked. Her skin sweat slicked.
The mounds of her perfectly formed breasts, thrust proudly.

She was riding him. Her sex, gliding up, and down on his hard shaft.
Her head turning slightly. Milla's bared breasts, rising, and falling before her.
Kayla kissing, licking, and sucking. On Milla's exposed, hard nippled tits.
They had begun, drinking some rum together.
Kayla had been giggling. As Storm, began playing with her top.
Milla joining him. As they bared Kayla's breasts. To caress, kiss, and arouse her.

A little at a time. Her clothing began coming off.
Milla's clothing also soon falling to the floor.
Storm fondling, and caressing them both.
As soon they writhed naked, skin on skin together.
Kayla's hard nippled tits, rubbing against Milla's firm breasts.
Their aroused, wet sex. Pressing, and gently grinding together.

Then Storm was inside Milla. As Kayla ran her fingers, and body along theirs.
The duo at times, returning kisses, and caresses to her.
Storm's cock, wet with Milla's womanly juices, soon thrusting into Kayla's aroused wet pussy.
Milla now roaming, fondling, grasping, and kissing the other two.
Again, and again they changed who was the close partners.
As all three drew closer to completion.
Kayla so hot, and horny. As Milla Jovovich rode him now.
Kayla knowing very soon, she would be enjoying her own release.
Milla tensing, then gasping, as she begins to climax.
Kayla letting her enjoy some of her sexual release.
Then kissing, and caressing Milla.
Kayla shifts, taking a moment to lick Milla's orgasming pussy.
Then Kayla was impaling her own juicy sex.
Her head tilting back. Kayla's mouth opening, as she gasps out her pleasure.
As her pussy becomes fully impaled again.
His cumm begins to spurt, hot and hard inside of her pussy.
Kayla savoring it. Just as her pussy juices begin to squirt. As Kayla cumms hard, and waves of pleasure surge through her being.

Milla lowering to the floor, to caress, and be included in the final exchange, and satisfaction.
Kayla lowering to rest against him.
It seemed he had so much wet, warm cumm spattering her sexy, naked, nubile figure.
More of it splashing, and spattering her.
As Kayla's brown eyes open.
The guard laughing, as he throws another bucket of filthy, dungeon water onto her.
Nearby Milla chained. Is also hanging soaking wet, naked and awake.
Kayla slowly coming out of her erotic dream.
Her body aching, with pain, and hunger.
While it also yearned for some freedom, and hot, wet sex.
"Hope you bitches are enjoying my hospitality." Gunther taunts.
Gunther was perfect for a dungeon guard.
He was unattractive. While being very large, and part of it over weight.
He loved the thought of having his way with women.
Yet along with his not being that good looking.
He had superstitious beliefs about water. So barely bathed.
The factors together, did not give him much luck, with the ladies. Even when paying for it.
So he began to hate women. As much as he desired them.
Torturing them, in his domain, bringing great pleasure to him.
"You wait until we are free, you swine." Milla hurls at him.
"If my lover finds me here." " Guarantee a painful death for you, you sick bastard." Kayla ads.

"I should force both you whores to pleasure me right now." Gunther taunts back.
Yet both prisoners knowing, he would not have the courage to try.
He was a bully. Yet he knew, it would not end well for him.
If his current captives came to harm, while under his watch.
"Ha, I would never want diseased pirate whores like you two anyway." Gunther replies.
Scratching, and groping himself.
He begins to leave. Taking a moment to caress Kayla's shapely leg.
Then a groping of Milla's right breast, and he is gone.
"Some day, I am going to enjoy teaching that swine some manners." Milla states cooly.
"You will need to get into line." "Nice to know he thinks your a pirate though." Kayla teases.
The two begin to chat. As they both try to fight back.
The cringe, that both feel. Their minds fighting the image. Of having their bodies used in any way.
By the ill mannered, and disgusting guard.

Lovely Lexibabe was arching and bucking her body.
Jessica Alba sliding up, on top of her. Tearing at Lexi's clothing.
As well as the proudly thrust, firm mounds of Lexi's firm breasts.
Jessica slapping at Lexi's beautiful face, and heaving tits.
Lexi doing her best, to return slaps, and punches.
One of her fists, hitting Jessica in her exposed side.
As she tries to twist, to protect from another hit.
Lexi bucks again.
With a cry of dismay. Jessica flies up, over Lexi's head.
As Jessica lands with a grunt of pain, and gasp of air. On the hard ground in the alley.
Lexi scrambles to position herself, to face her opponent some more.

Iggy Azalea, was working the material tighter, against Allison's throat.
Her legs, trying to twine around the buxom red heads torso.
Allison's hands desperately seeking to free her throat.
If nothing else to get a hand full of Iggy's hair.
A lot of both catfighters clothing torn off.
Allison wanting to rock this bitch's world.
Just as her tongue begins to protrude past her parted lips.
Her eyes show hope. As her fingers begin to find a likely leverage point.

Rama's struggles, begin growing weaker.
Her lush, almost fully nude figure. Soaking wet, glistening, and becoming slippery.
As Lucy Pinder again tries shoving her back under water.
Lucy's large breasts, basically resting on the large mounds, of Rama's firm tits now.

Becky Stroud was no longer entangled with any of the other ladies.
Now the lovely blonde, was kneeling, facing Kirsten Stewart.
The two fingers twined. Pert breasts, rubbing, and pressing together.
A test of strength, and leverage.
Chests heaving, nubile bodies straining against each other.
Neither young catfighter. Wanting to know, what was squishing beneath their legs. On the alley floor.

Iggy screams, as Allison's fingers find their target.
An opening, torn in Iggy's garment.
Reaching behind her. Allison's fingers, slide into the gap.
Fingers finding Iggy's moist sex.
Before sliding in, and claws digging into. The sensitive area.
With Allison clawing at her pussy.
Iggy releases her strangle hold.
Then shoving the red haired pirates head forward. Trying to break the contact.
Allison gasping for air. Lurching forward.
Even as her elbow, drives back, to slam into Iggy's belly.
Iggy sent toppling back. As air is driven from her body.
Iggy landing against Becky.
Helping to send her with more force forward, into Kirsten.

Kirsten is knocked back. Before she can react.
Becky is smiling, as she thrusts her crotch down, over Kirsten's face.
With a face full of Becky's sweet sex. Kirsten starts to be smothered out.

Allison rises to her feet.
As Iggy tries to also rise up.
Allison grabs her arm, using her own body.
She spins Iggy around, sending her slamming into a wall.
As Iggy loses more air, from the impact.
She slowly begins to turn around.
"Time to be cherry bombed bitch!!" Allison cries out.
As she surges forward, and slams her own body. with some momentum.
Hard into Iggy's aching figure.
Caught between the wall, and Allison.
Iggy is pancaked, completely knocked out of air.
As Allison steps back.
Iggy slides down the wall, barely conscious, and beaten.

Allison spotting Rama's distress first.
Moves to aid her.
Grasping a full hand full of Lucy's dark hair.
Allison begins to yank her back.
Rama bursting up out of the water, sputtering, and spitting out water.
Rama quickly begins clawing her way out of the trough.

Jessica tries rolling out of the way.
As Lexi launches a vicious elbow, down into Her rival's stomach.
The impact, forcing the air out of Jessica's nubile body.
As she lays gasping, trying to breathe.
Lexi slides her sexy, and shapely legs around Jessica's midsection.
Already deprived of wind, and oxygen.
Jessica is now easy prey.
For LexiBabe's submission leg lock.
Lexi's strong legs, contracting, and closing, around Jessica's midsection.
Jessica flailing, hands trying weakly to open Lexi's legs.
Lexi using one arm, to press against her thigh. Helping to clamp the hold down even more.
Jessica begins to weakly tap against the alley floor.
Lexi had beaten her into submission, with a leg scissor maneuver.

Lucy turns to try and face Allison.
Allison releasing her hair hold. To slam her own impressive tits, into Lucy's chest.
Lucy crying out, at the impact.
Then backing, to prepare to thrust her own rack, back into Allison.
Rama's wet body, now right behind her.
Rama grabbing her, and spinning her.
Then Rama slamming her very ready girls, hard into Lucy's tits.
Allison grabbing Lucy from behind.
As Rama begins using her large, firm tits. To hit, grind against, and punish. Lucy's proudly thrusting girls.
Allison smiles, and mouths cherry bomb.
Rama nods her head.
Before Lucy can react.
Allison's large breasts impact against her back.
While Rama's heaving, large breasts. Slam into Lucy's heaving tits, from the front.
Lucy staggers, as they step back.
Her arm moving to cover, her aching, and bruised tits.
Rama smiling, as she grabs her, and shoves her.
A splash is heard.
As soon Lucy Pinder lay in the water trough.
Her breasts covered, as she curls, trying to protect them. While whimpering in pain.

Lexi releases Jessica, and slides free.
As she stands, close to Allison, and Rama now.
They all turn to check on Becky.
Kirsten lay slumped unconscious against her.
Becky having used her wrestling skills. Moving her face smother.
To a rear naked chin lock. Along with a body scissor, from her legs.
Becky pushing away from Kirsten to join her fellow pirate.

They all four, stood aching, bruised, and half or fully stripped naked.
Yet they had been the victors.
"Now ladies, shall we get back to our jail break?" Allison asks.
With three heads nodding, in unison.
They return to their original mission.
Maybe very soon, Kayla and Milla would be free.

[Kayla]

Oooh, Stormy, with the hot, steamy sexy you describe at the beginning - maybe Milla and I might not wanna be rescued?  LOL! 

hugs
Kayla

[lexibabe]

a fun story stormy   thanks  for  helping me  get past  alba's claws

[stormbolt7]

Changing Tides pt 9F

Pirate Megan was racing through the ship.
Brat sister Lil Sara holding the rum bottle. Giggling, as she takes another sip.
Then turning to head down a different passage.
"Dirty thieving pirate!!" "How dare you steal my rum?" Megan asks in pursuit.
"It's not your rum, it's captain Storm's rum." Laurie Breeze informs. As she dangles down, from the hatch above.
Just as Megan is about to catch up with Sara.
She hands the bottle off to Laurie above.
Laurie working herself back up. Before saluting Megan. Then taking a drink of rum herself.
"That's it Breezy, your on report!!" Megan yells up at her.
"Way ta go sis!" Sara ads.
As Megan changes direction. Soon to be rushing up stairs. To try and find Laurie and the rum.

Megan dashes onto the next deck section.
Laurie Breeze, lounging in a deck chair. Smiling, giggling, and chugging.
Megan lowers her eye patch down in place. Now she meant business.
Just as she is about to charge towards Laurie.
Someone slams into her from behind. "Scuse me, Brat sister coming through!!" Sara informs as she pushes past.
Megan being spun around. "STARBEAR!!!" Megan yells out.
"Ewwwwwwwwwww She's calling for the bear!!" Laurie declares, as she rises from her seat.
"Hey don't be a brat, you need to share that." Sara cries out, as she pauses next to Laurie.
"You are so BRATTY!!" Sara accuses.
"I know, love that about you also sis hee hee hee." Laurie replies, handing Sara the rum bottle.
Then the mischief loving duo are on the run again.

Megan and some of the other pirates giving chase.
Just as the lovely young brat sisters. Reach another door. In their quest to escape pursuit.
One of their preferred, and thought of secret escape routes, on the ship.
As they open the door.
"AUUUUUUUUgghhhhh, STARBEAR!!" They cry out together.
The beautiful pirate, Steph, known as Starbear. Standing inside the opening.
The ships mini cannon, pointing at the door, and the sneaky Brat sisters.
"Now give me my rum!!" Megan orders, catching up from behind.
Her perky, hard nippled breasts. Heaving, beneath the thin material of her top.
Some sweat moistening it, making it cling nicely, to her firm tits.
Steph standing, smiling, at the cornered Brat sisters.
"You know sis, I think that rum was stale anyways." Sara states.
"Yeahhh, let Megan have it, I figure she will drink anything." Laurie ads, with a smile. After sticking her tongue out, at Megan.
"Take them away to the galley!!" Megan orders.
"NOOOOo!!" Several of the pirates cry out in unison.
The crew thinking back, to the last time. Laurie and Sara had been given galley duty, as punishment.
How many of the crew, had discovered disgusting things in the stew.
Not to mention, those that did eat it. Having to run for the necessary quickly, and frequently.
As the Brat sisters giggled with glee.

Lil ms Bs arrives, from a training catfight.
StarBear smirking, as she displays, the cannon not even being loaded.
With help, she had it moved in time. With no chance to prep it for firing.
"The captain will deal with you two, when he gets back." Megan decides.
"Put them in the wash pot." Someone offers.
"Ohhhh, not that." Sara pleads.
"Anything but the wash tub!!" Laurie ads.
With several hands grasping them. Gathered pirates marching them off.
They walk along, winking, and giggling at each other.
Then they stand before the large wooden barrel.
The barrel very wide, and covered with a lid.
As the lid is removed. Laurie and Sara's eyes widen.
Inside they expected to find the rum, and goodies. They had liberated from the galley.
The duo expecting to maybe end up here. They had planned to go willingly. With out this kind of escort.
Now it was full of dirty water, and laundry.
Before they can protest.
The are lifted up, and dumped in with a splash each.
Starbear, and Megan high fiving each other.
"I told you, they would be using this." Katterina states smiling.
The buxom blonde, having transferred to BloodStorm. At one of the rendezvous.

For now the Brat sisters antics stopped for the moment.
As they began to giggle, sing, and splash together in the wooden tub.
The trouble making duo. Taking their defeat in stride.
As they had been able. To get away with a lot of Bratty pranks. Before being caught this time.

Steph and Katterina walking with Megan.
Jen, Lil ms Bs getting the rest of the crew back to work.
"You know, I can't believe they would steal my rum." Megan states, lifting the bottle to her mouth.
"Mmmmmm gulp, gulp." "Ahhhhh work up a thirst guarding the rum like this." Megan states smacking her lips.
"You mean the rum." "You usually steal?" Steph asks grinning.
"You know, it's the captain's rum." Katterina ads.
"Right I'm guarding it for him." Megan replies. Before helping herself to another long drink.
"I think you have cannon to polish or prepare." Megan says to StarBear.
"Oh and you." She begins, speaking in Katterina's direction. Pausing to hiccup a few times.
Megan's eyes focusing, on Katterina's large, heaving chest.
"Oil or polish those guns as well." She states, pointing, at the huge mounds of Katterina's firm breasts.
Steph, and Katterina giggling, as they leave Megan, to tend to ship's duties.
"I swear, this stuff tastes better." "When I get to steal it from the Cap'n." Megan thinks out loud.
Before heading off, to other tasks. While hoping Storm would be back very soon.

Kayla was naked in all her glory. Her perfect breasts oiled, and hard nippled.
"Ohhhhhh Gunther." She calls, leaning around the corner.
The dungeon guard, seeing her top half, his eyes widening. Even as he begins to drool.
Rising from his seat, he heads in her direction.
Not even pausing to wonder, how she was free.
He simply wanted to get his hands. All over her exposed tits.
As he rounded the corner. His head down, eyes at tit level.
Kayla grabs him, and swiftly brings her knee, up into his crotch.
Kayla backing away, as Gunther grabs himself, falling to the floor.
Milla Jovovich standing naked, in all her glory. Close behind Kayla.
Behind them, Captain Allison Rocks, LexiBabe, Rama, and Becky Stroud.
The rescue party, having arrived through a secret passage.
"Here is something from me as well." Milla states. Sending a hard kick, to the side of his head.
Gunther sagging unconscious to the floor. Later he would be executed. After the prisoners being free is discovered.

Outside in the harbor.
An alarm begins going up. As the second party is successful as well.
Princess Milla's Revenge liberated, and heading out to sea.
Sandy Myers already gone, in her own ship. Not there to organize things.
Not that much later.
With the liberated duo of Kayla, and Milla aboard.
The Leather Lady heads out of the harbor as well.
Kayla was free, learning of Storm. At least having been behind it.
Thinking of fresh food, scrubbing herself clean.
As well as some very needed rest. Mingled with some wet, steamy sex of course. 

[Kayla]

Oooh, thank you, Stormie, for organizing my rescue! Can't wait to fling myself into your strong masculine embrace again! 

hugs
Katja

[stormbolt7]

Ladies ..

Thank you for the nice comments ..

Next weekend, have extra days off work .. Hoping to kick this into high gear, and to the finish next weekend!!

So gather some rum, and snacks .. Pirates will be sailing next weekend here!!