[Kayla]

That sounds great, Stormie! Looking fwd to more action! 

hugs
Kayla

[stormbolt7]

Pirates 3 part H Heading to Battle A

Fawn Lee, was breathing softly.
Her blouse, gaping, then sliding off.
Her bra released, and tossed aside.
The mounds of her breasts exposed, her nipples distending.

First his fingers lightly danced around her areolas. Teasing, they brush against the nipples.
Each touch, seeming to arouse her more, make her even more, hot, wet, and wanton.
Soon the rest of her garments lay on the floor, beside the large bed as well.
Fawn the assassin, hired to kill him.
Was finding herself, being laid naked, onto her back.
His hand, moving, to gently massage her clit.
Her juices moistening her womanhood.
Fawn writhing on the bed.
Usually the most focused, and deadly of ladies.
Now she does not even notice. When another woman, slips into the cabin.
The other, sexy young beauty. Licking her tongue, wetting along her lips.
As she watches, and becomes more aroused herself.

Kayla's eyes close slightly.
As she views the scene.
Fawn so exotic, in her beauty.
Her own body seeming to respond.
As his lips, and tongue roam Fawn's firm breasts.
Kayla can feel her own skin tighten, her nipples budding, and hardening.
So many times, her perfect breasts. Tingled, and yielded delectable sensations, as he pleasured them.
Her own pussy, slowly becoming moist.
As his hand slowly parts Fawn's silky thighs.
His cock, penetrating the asian beauty.
Kayla's fingers dip down into her own panties.
Softly caressing her own, now very wet sex.
As her eyes close more. Her body gyrating, as she remembers his cock, thrusting into her own pussy.

Fawn gasps softly, her body arching to meet, and accept him.
Her lower lip trembling, as his hard shaft, enters her ready sex.
They begin to move together on the bed.
Waves of electric current, rushing through her supple skin. Everywhere their bodies touch.
Her one leg, twining around him, pulling him fully, into her pussy.

Kayla's top falls to the floor. Pert, perfect hard nippled tits, now heaving naked.
As the lovers on the bed, begin to move faster.
Her bottoms, and panties fall to the floor as well.
Naked, in all her glory. She begins to pad cat like, towards the bed.
Her one hand reaching out, and lifting the silk bra. From the table it had landed on.
Fawn trading a tongue filled kiss. As they change position on the bed.

Fawn tilts her head back, crying out in sheer delight.
As she impales her sopping wet pussy, onto his aroused manhood.
Then she begins riding him.
As something cool, and soft tickles against her throat.
Warm, firm breasts press against her back.
As she begins to realize her danger.
Kayla begins to strangle her, with her own bra.

Fawn, naked, except for her boots. One of her favored fetishes.
Is caught between struggling to breathe, and completing her sexual enjoyment.
Her hand moving to try and free her throat, and breathing.
Even as she continues to move up, and down. Getting closer, and closer to her release.
Gasps of pleasure, mingled, with moans of hunger, and attempts to breathe.
Fawn's eyes widen, her tongue starting to protrude past sensuous lips.
"Now you die slut." Kayla mouths softly by Fawn's left ear.
Fawn slowly slides down, along his cock.
Her pussy fully enveloping his manhood.
As she feels his hot load, erupt inside of her.
Fawn grows limp, in Kayla's grasp.
Her lack of air, mixed with maybe. The most intense orgasm, she has ever had.
The initial spurt of his creamy cumm, into her pussy. Getting her off, so enjoyably.
Fawn has ejaculate, spurt onto her lower belly, and silky thighs.
As Kayla dumps her limp body, off Storm, and over to his side.
Fawn laying on her back, tits proudly thrust up. Her eyes seeming to watch.
As Kayla quickly mounts him.

Kayla already so hot and bothered. Her victim laying cumm slicked, and filled beside them.
Kayla's wet sex, now impaled. His cock sheathed and spurting into her pussy.
Kayla cries out, as she also begins to cumm hard, mounted on top of him.
A pair of large firm breasts, press to her back now.
"Guess, I almost missed the party pirate whore." Irene states cooly.
"Here a dagger to your heart, to keep it from being broken." She ads.
Kayla feeling the weapon, press to her left breast. The tip of it, just to the tender underside of the tit.
"Now join your murdered lover in death." "I told the captain, I would fight for him." Irene ads.
The dagger doing it's work.
Kayla limply falling to the side now.
Like Fawn, belly, and thighs getting cumm on them.
As Irene ads her pleasing pussy, to the sex, and mayhem.
Irene' savoring how her thigh, brushes against the other two ladies.
As Irene accepts his warm cock, into her own pussy.
Irene milking, and accepting the last of his load. Her own climax, soon blossoming, and fulfilling her.

Irene slowly laying down, along top of him.
Storm caressing, and kissing her. His body spent for now.
Fawn, and Kayla laying naked beside them.
Fawn face up, Kayla face down. Giving a good view of her nice ass.
Their eyes staring into each others.
They lay tit to tit, and clit to clit.
The two gently writhing, kissing, and giggling.
"This is a warped game." "I think I like it." Kayla softly states.
Fawn gyrating her own hips slowly.
The sexy brunette laying on top of her.
The mingled love juices from Storm's cumm, and their own orgasms.
Slowly being slicked along their skin.
As they ride out the rest of their own climaxes.
The erotic demises, simply a sexual game, Fawn had been enjoying with them.

The group on the ship, having begun a major celebration of triumph.
Kayla had been returned to them.
Fawn had fully decided, and committed herself to Storm.
The finding of the prized vessel.
They all knew, a major battle was looming.
For now they simply had begun to enjoy drink, sex, and the ship's rock and roll together.

Sadie was giggling.
Her skill with the maps, and charts, had paid off.
Now she was laying beautiful, and naked in all her glory.
Some tasty snacks, spread along her sleek, nubile figure.
Serena, and new shipmate Shania Twain. Caressing her, and licking snacks off her.
Shania having been found lost at sea. Deserted and betrayed by her former partner, and lover.
Quickly found herself accepted.
Serena77 using her incredibly hot body. Along with her own beauty.
To relax, and guide Shania to the captain's quarters.
Soon, between Storm, and Serena. Shania was naked, sweat slicked, and satisfied in every way.

While Fawn was teaching some of the crew, some very different sexual roleplay games.
Sadie found herself, a partner, of a sizzling, snack filled three way.
She had tasted from both ladies herself.
Now it was her turn, to provide the snack table, so to speak.
Thinking of her hands and tongue along both ladies.
Sadie once more, was so very thankful, she had come along for the voyage.
The ships, moving closer by the day. To the home port, at Bitchslap island.

[stormbolt7]

Pirates 3 H Heading to battle B

The day had started off wonderfully.
Captain Michelle, and Harper woke to enjoy tender caresses.
Then to soft kisses, and passionate love making.

For weeks, and months.
The rival fleets had been building.
The dark reivers, with Sandy Myers and Black Bart.
As well as the scattered out pirates, catfighters and crews.
Now and then a minor skirmish or two.
Most of it in passing, nothing of long engagements.

So far, it seemed none of the pirates. Knew the whereabouts of Storm.
Jessika had cried out in delight. As the rumours found her.
That Kayla was alive, and escaped from her captivity.
A night of passion, and love making. Taking place between Jessie, and Emma in celebration.
Still no eyes seemed to spy Storm or Kayla on the open sea.
Was his mission a success? Would another legendary pirate ship be joining them soon?
The black fleet simply seemed to keep growing.
The pirates looking to be on the run.
Moving to and fro, using well known, hidden pirate coves.
All of them seeming to turn to drink or pleasurable sex. As they try to handle. The growing stress, and anxiety.
It was only going to be a matter of time.
Then an all out sea battle would begin.
If not that, maybe some of the pirates picked off, by themselves.
For now, many of them tried sailing, paired together for added safety.

Unknown to Storm and his crew. Warnings had now been set out.
Letting the pirates know. That although they had not fully discovered it.
The dark fleet, was close in, on Bitchslap island.
The pirates having to steer a course away from it for now.
Other ports being used, in it's place.

In one such port, Starbear Steph was sending a foot out.
The brawl had started, with the usual suspects.
Laurie Breeze, and Lil Sara, gluing someones ass, to a bench, in the tavern.
The attractive, but trouble making brat sisters at it again.
Giggling, and snickering, as the loud mouthed man tried to get up.
"You assed for it jerk." Laurie states smirking.
"Steal our seats, we glue yours." "Bratty, what these sisters do isn't it?" Sara ads.
They turn to each other, high fiving, and smacking hands together.
"LOVE being bratty with ya sis!" Sara cries out.
"Right back at you sis, think we are done here?" Laurie asks.
"Ohhh I think your done, you little bitches, that's my man." A rather tall, and buxom blonde bar whore informs.
"Holy amazon's sis, run for it!!" Sara cries out, turning, and starting to run.
The buxom blonde charging after her.
"Look out, whore alert coming through." Laurie ads in. As she has circled a table.
Now she is running past Sara, while pausing to stick out a leg.
The scantily clad whore, tumbling past. Slamming into a table.
Upending the table, and it's contents. At the same time, sending it's patrons flying.
"Hey I thought blonde whores always ended up on their backs." Laurie taunts. As the blonde was sprawled face down.
Her clothing spattered by drink, and food.

Laurie smirking, as the blonde begins to rise, and turn.
"Ohhhh yeahh want more, huh biiiiiiiiiiiiiiii-mmboooooo?" Laurie asks, in a sing song voice.
"Ummmmm sis." Sara states backing into her from behind.
"Have to wait sis, still teaching this slut." "Not to mess with the brat sisters." Laurie replies.
"Yeahhhh, but think sluts have friends." Sara answers back.
Laurie turns slightly, eyes widening. As it seemed most of the bars patrons, now looking to be after them.
"Wise brat sister once said." "When going gets tough, then you must RUNNNNNNNN!" Laurie cries out.
The lovely duo making noises, running around. While causing chaos and havoc everywhere, inside the bar.

StarBear was simply a beautiful woman, and catfighting pirate.
One of the best ship's gunners anywhere.
One thing most people did not realize, when looking at her.
Starbear could also kick some ass.
Megan was laying partially topless, in the wheel barrow.
Between hiccuping, she was trying to sing a bawdy pirate song.
Megan was giggling, and very drunk.
Her phony peg leg, now being used as a pointer. Megan gleefully pointing out shapes, in the clouds over head.
Her eye patch, flipped up. As her vision was blurry enough, with both eyes open.
"C'mon cuddly ol bear sing wit me .. Hiccc." Megan gets out.
Steph's head turning, eyes widening.
As she is pushing, the wheel barrow, past a different bar.
From the inside she can hear the distinctive cries, and trouble, of the brat sisters.
"Stay put, be right back, sing some more." Steph advises.
As shaking her head, and taking a deep breath. She heads into the bar.
"MMMMmmmm yummy Smor'es .. summor'es .. fluffy white clouds, N chocolate, great idea Steph." Megan replies.

Soon Steph is mixed into the fighting.
Sara and Laurie greeting her, thanking her for joining the fun.
The buxom blonde, named Barbie Greenbay, thinking it a good idea, to go after Steph.
Soon finds her top torn open, by Starbear's claws.
Then a spinning kick, to the exposed, large pillows of Barbie's huge tits.
Before she realizes what has happened.
Barbie is sitting, in spilled drinks on her ass. Trying to catch her breath.
Just before another Starbearily talented foot. Connects with the side of Barbie's head.
Already not that bright.
Barbie flops limply to the floor.
Steph having put out her lights.

"Hoooooo-ly macaroni a party, wheres the cheese N crackers?" "Steph's bringing some more .. uhmmm smore's everybody!!" Megan cries out.
Her voice slurred slightly.
Yet captain Storm's favorite mischief maker, and rum thief.
Had found her way into the bar, and the fight.
Now the entire bar seeming to be involved.
Pirate Megan snickering, as she begins using foreign objects in the fight.
"Whoooo hooooooo HICcccccccccc!!" She cries out, smashing a chair against someones back.
Before slipping, and falling to the floor.
Now a few more of the pirates happen to start joining in.
Barbie's co worker, a buxom brunette bimbo naked Trixie.
Partially food smeared, and fully topless. Grabbing Megan by her hair, starting to lift her up.
"Hey little girl, care to feel a real woman's tits?" Trixie asks.
Setting herself to spin Megan, and slam her huge, floppy tits, against Megan's chest.
Trixie crying out, as a more beautiful, and blonde pirate has a go at her.
"Sorry bitch, captain cares about that one." Katterina states. Her hand full of brunette hair.
Katterina yanking Trixie by her head.
Trixie turning, releasing Megan.
As Katterina slams her meaty tits, into the brunette's own large pair.
Trixie's eyes widening, as she has never had her tits hit so hard before.
Katterina following, with nails raking across Trixie's bared breasts.
Then another chest bump.
Trixie falling to the floor, her arms trying to cover her bruised aching girls.

Megan staggering, her eye patch back down.
Her hands grasping out blindly. "Heyyyy lil Tiggy wants to feel the boobies!" Megan complains.
"Ohhh wowww, wonder HIcccc FULL!!" Megan states, hands now roaming Katterina's firm girls.
"PIRATES to your ship!!" Jen, Lil ms Bs cries out.
Outside the town starting to get into motion.
Soon local law or guards would begin to arrive.
None of the pirates needing to be captured here on land.
They start fighting their way out of the bar.
Pirate Megan trying to use Katterina's large firm mounds, as a weapon.
Steph soon saving Kat from having to smack her.
Megan then using anything, and everything, as a drunken catfight weapon.
A bowl of kibble, set down for some customers dog. Even being lifted, flung, and used.

Soon the group was piling aboard the BloodStorm, and heading back out to sea.
'Your drunk, now stay in bed." Steph, and a few others trying to convince pirate Megan.
"Hmmmm nope, just need to milk this cow .." Megan replies.
The image in her mind, of Trixie. Her hands up in the air over her. Trying to milk the bar whores udders.
Megan giggling, and hiccuping, before passing out.
With the brat sisters equally drunk, pickled, and placed into barrels below.
To keep them from more mischief for now.
The ship continues out to sea.

Michelle stirs, at the first sounds of battle.
Quickly covering her most intimate area.
Her bare breasts still, exposed, and proudly thrust.
Michelle rushes to the deck of her ship.
An image of fitness and stunning beauty.
Another vessel moving towards them, flying the broken skull of the reivers, firing at them.
Michelle begins to shout out orders.
Her ship starts to maneuver, and return fire.
As usual, finding herself out gunned by a larger vessel.
Michelle starts using her sailing skills.
Among fired cannon shot, and use of her sails.
Soon she leaves the enemy vessel behind. With little damage to her own ship.
Still, the poorly built ship. Would not be able to continue taking damage of any kind this way.
She needed Storm to succeed. She needed the Southern Cross!!

[FawnL]

...yes....love it..and thank you for including me in it......!!!   

[stormbolt7]

Pt H Heading to battle pt C

It was starting to work, like a game of chess.
The various fleet ships, moving here and there.
Hidden coves, secret waterways, and passages through island groups.
Now and then, the black fleet, arriving in force, doing damage.
Other times, the pirates would surprise the enemy fleet, claiming a victory at sea.
Yet the main bodies of the fleets, seeming to miss or avoid each other for now.

Captain Michelle, had been a major part of this from the start.
Now she was simply trying to keep her battered, and older pirate ship afloat.
As another day was dawning. Doubts began to trouble her thoughts.
Had she made a mistake, trusting Storm?
Was he even now plundering her father' ship?
Michelle began the task, of guiding her vessel, from the hidden cove.
The skies over head, grey, and overcast. No threat of a dangerous Storm.
Some light peeking in here, and there. With a few tinges of red.
Almost as if a promise of bloody conflict, soon to happen.

The water gently lapping, against the hull of her ship. Seeming to try and whisper secret's of the sea to her.
A light mist, still lazily drifting, along the top of the water.
The mist, helping to keep her ship concealed, until ope waters.
She had taken this ship by force.
Her quest to reclaim her birth right. Her father's legendary pirate ship, and treasure.
A single tear, spilling down her cheek. As memories flood back.
A lover's fingers twining with hers. As Harper joins her, at the deck railing.
Harper, and Michelle's meeting, and union. A tale for her to tell, a different time.
Needless to say. If she ever had both Harper, and her father's ship together.
She would at last feel whole.

The sky staying cloudy, grey wisps floating together. Still not darkening, for a squall.
The hint of light, still showing through. Almost as if trying to show, that hope still lived.
The day starting to brighten, as soon it would be discovered.
As with many famous battles, from the past, and into the future.
The minds happen to think alike. As they choose the ground, they want to hold.
When the battle finally takes place.
Plans, maneuvers, orders, counter orders, as intelligence comes in.
Thunder rolls across the sky, as if a storm was closing in.
"ENEMY SHIPS TO STARBOARD!!" A look out yells.
"Damn it Storm where are you?" Michelle asks, into the wind.
"ALL HANDS TO BATTLE!!" Captain Michelle yells out.
A flurry of activity.
As she begins to maneuver her ship.
Her sexy beaten prize, and officer. Josephine McDonald, also close at hand.
Now helping to relay her orders.
Her pretty eyes, showing fierce anger. As she glimpses the black sails of the reivers.
There were too many, for her to fight alone.
It would be a running battle. Michelle only hoping, that she would find allies close.

As cannon fire roared, and the battle surged on. The ships moving further from land, into the sea.
The water becoming more agitated.
Gunners trying to fire at targets. As the ships rose, and fell along the waves.
The sea, not angry, while at the same time. Not calm either.
The enemy ships slowly closing in. As Cannon shot, splashes closer in the water.
A cheer going up, as shouts reach Michelle's ears.
Her head turning, and a smile, making her face, even more beautiful.
"So be it you bastards, now let's try a more even fight!" She hurls at the enemy.
Slipping from another island passage.
Jessika's Auburn Snatch, was gyrating, and wet for action.
Jessika's red hair, unfettered, and blowing in the breeze.
She was ready for some payback, against the captors of her daughter.
Emma close at hand, yelling out orders to the crew.
Jessika's Snatch was lubed, glistening, and horny for action.

Close by Jessika's vessel.
Jen, Storm's co first officer, also known as Beaten Slut.
Had her own gift, and ship at sea.
Jen's Ass Whipped, was pleasing in every way. To the lovely brunette.
Her ship recently ready for sea. Now sailing, with the rest of the pirates.
Her own command, reward, for her loyal service with captain Storm.
This time, the enemy was not seeing her backside, while fleeing.
The Beaten Slut's Ass up in the air. As it crests another wave of rolling water.
The two vessels, Auburn Snatch, and Ass Whipped, now joining the fight.
Their cannon, joining those of Michelle's ship.
Now it was the Reivers turn, to panic. As the odds no longer favored them.
Beaten Slut whooping with delight. As her Ass Whipped, was showing.
Lil Ms Bs, was not taking any more Reiver bullshit!!

Ships, and wind shifting. Sails billowing, and cannon roaring.
Soon another group of approaching black sails is seen.
Once more tides turning.
Louis Rochelle, former owner of Michelle's ship. Staring with dark lust, and glee.
As his vessel, and group arrive into battle.
Rochelle guiding his vessel, the BackStabber, towards the rear of Michelle's ship.
Along with Rochelle, was the turn coat Lord Treybourne.
His ship, the Magnificent Bastard. Being aimed, directly at Jessika's ship.
Jessika had humiliated him in the past.
Not knowing her preference for lovers. He tried to use his manly charms on her.
She had scorned him in mixed company. Then kneed his crotch, as he tried forcing the issue.
Now the Magnificent Bastard thrust directly towards her.
Treybourne hoping to use the weight of his balls. To fully penetrate her Auburn Snatch.
As he orders for his cannon to open fire.

The battle growing chaotic, and confusing as it seemed.
All ships, from both fleets, had taken harbor or refuge, among these islands.
It had taken months, yet now it was at hand. The grand battle of ships.
To decide which side, would control the open sea.

Soon CatsClaws, with stunning, sexy, long legged Captain Lisa.
Sailing, with buxom, beautiful Captain Tiffany of the Bondage, joining the fight.
More dark sails, heading in as well.
Yet one more buxom, beautiful red haired pirate captain. Alison Rocks, aboard her Leather Lady.
Pirate Megan, swilling rum, and yelling out orders. As BloodStorm advances, with the Leather Lady.
Lovely StarBear, directing firing the cannon to effect, against black sails.
Now the pirates seeming to be taking full control.
Unless something changed, it would not end well for the enemy black fleet.

The fighting furious, as the black fleet tries to disengage, and retreat.
The lovely brat sisters making faces, taunting, and even mooning some of the enemy vessels crews.
Buxom catfighters, like Rama, as well as the buxom blonde duo of Marlies, and Katterina.
Looking to get their firm heavy breasts. As well as their sharp claws, into close up action.

LexiBabe, Candy 123, and many more pirates. Hoping to sink claws into enemy catfighters.
The ships maybe closing soon, that they could start boarding, and fighting up close.

More heavy cannon fire sounding.
The sky seeming to grow very dark indeed now.
The rest of the black fleet had arrived.
Sandy Myers Black Betrayal. Sailing in, with the large, deadly lead ship, of the black fleet.
Bloody Bart's Devil's Black Heart, was now joining the raging battle at sea.
The odds, dangerously now, swinging in favor. To the Reivers, and the black fleet.
The two large enemy ships, turning the tide of battle once again.
The smaller fighting ships with them. Their armada complete.
If nothing changed soon.
The pirates would lose this fight.

[Michelle]

Its once again wonderful to see more from my friend...one of my mentors....storm...

Let's hope Captain Michelle doesn't let you down...

Above all...lets have some fun....

Thanks for sharing...

[stormbolt7]

The Battle pt A

Kayla's Pussypurr was riding gleefully.
Up and down, on the hard shafts of water.
A look of orgasmic bliss on her lovely face. With each rubbing, and grinding of her new joy.
From the first moment, of being given her Pussypurr, by Storm.
She had loved him even more. It seemed he was an expert, at getting her off.
While making her feel loved. As well as very respected and special.
Her new ship shiny, glistening, and enjoying the foreplay.

Ahead a battle was raging. Pussypurr soon to have her own insertion into it.
She was hot, wet, desireable, and ready for action.
As Kayla seemed ready to moan and cry out in ecstasy.
As pleasant sensations and feelings. Seemed to throb down, between her legs.
As she stands on deck, handling her eager Pussypurr.

Smoke was hanging heavy over the water.
The residue, from the fired cannon. Seeming to take the place, of the morning mists.
It had become a dance of advance, circle or maneuver.
Starbear had the BloodStorm's guns blazing.
The lovely catfighter, and ship's gunner. Having her gun crews trained well.
Megan's mascot, moving through the waters.
Now and then one of Starbear's gunners. Launching some cannon balls, for the squid to redirect.
It's tentacles flailing, grass skirt floating around it in the water.

The fighting growing more intense.
Captain Michelle knowing soon she would have to abandon her ship.
It had been first into the fight. Now it was damaged beyond staying afloat much longer.
Ships of the black fleet, closing in.
Soon it would likely be ship to ship combat.
Both pirate vessels, and black sailed Reiver ships. Listing, and smoking, burning, set afire during the fight.
Then among the battle, a cheer going up here and there.
It seemed as if by some miracle. From out of nowhere, more pirates had begun to arrive.

Kayla's Pussypurr began causing havoc, among the enemy fleet.
She simply was not armed heavily. Yet she was out running, and maneuvering everything else on the water.
Black sailed ships, trying to fire, change course and attack.
Finding themselves hitting or running into each other.
As Kayla was to them, and her Pussypurr climaxing past them. Leaving them spent, and dazed, from the sensation.
Kayla's vessel, giving many of the embattled pirates. A much needed pause in action.
As more of the enemy fleet, began trying to handle her Pussypurr.
Kayla seeming to find release. Her Pussypurr squirting past them.
The sound of heavy cannon, began coming closer.
More ships joining the fray.

Pirate hearts began to rise, hope surging.
Princess Mila's Revenge was heading in, sailing a pirate flag.
Milla Jovovich had her ship. Heavily armed, and joining the pirates.
The Black fleet starting to try and shift, to cover this new foe.
Kayla having been the distraction. As the heavier ship made it's approach.

Michelle unsure, as it seemed the Revenge's cannon echoed themselves.
The sound of her guns, making more noise, than one ship should be able to offer.
Michelle's eyes widening. Her heart soaring, beating rapidly.
As some of the overhead clouds part.
A ray of sunlight spears down, through the gap in the clouds.
Now sailing out of the Revenge's blocking view.
The light strikes, and illuminates the symbol, in it's masts.
It was the Southern Cross, found, afloat, and sailing to her rescue.
The battle in no way decided.
Still, with the cannon of both Mila's Revenge, and the Southern Cross joining the pirates.
Now the fight, was theirs to win.
Captain Storm, seeing the distress of Michelle's vessel.
Signaling to Milla, he begins calling out orders.
Milla moving to engage some of the larger ships of the black fleet.
While Storm, honors his word, and pledge. Guiding Captain Michelle's legacy, closer to her aid.

Several of the ships in the black fleet, sustaining damage. Unprepared for more enemy ships.
The cutthroat leaders, thinking all pirate ships accounted for.
Their own resources fully committed.
Some of the other smaller ships, peeling off, and fleeing.
Many of the crews, superstitious, and fearful.
That seeing the Southern Cross. That her captain, and ship.
Had returned from the grave to strike them down.
Captain Miles reputation, well known among the sailors of the sea.
Now it seemed that a ghost ship, was sailing down on them.
Their courage breaking, sending them fleeing the battle.
Bloody Bart, livid in rage. Making his gunners, fire on some of his own fleet.
The ships now getting almost to close to bring cannon to effect. With out hitting each other.
Soon it would be ship to ship, and catfighting to settle it once and for all.

Captain Michelle tries to keep tears from her eyes.
As she launches herself, into Storm's arms.
Her crew rescued just in time. Her captive ship, slowly sinking down into the sea.
Now her feet, stood upon the deck of her father's famous pirate ship.
Now Michelle was a grown woman. No longer a little girl, sailing with her father.
She was on board, the Southern Cross.
Soon it would be fully hers. Her inheritance at last realized.
Captain Storm's crew manning it.
With it being in the heat of battle. She knew now was not the time to stake claim.
He had honored his word. If they won out, it would be hers.
So now she began sending her own rescued crew. To bolster, and aid his.

Sandy Myers stood at the command of her ship.
The Black Betrayal, moving in on Jessie's Auburn Snatch.
Sandy wet, from sea spray. Her breasts bared, glistening and heaving.
Sandy wearing only her skin tight pants, and heeled boots.
The material of her pants, wet, and clinging to her skin even more firmly.
They moved, and seemed to be part of her.
They also made her feel, aroused, and sensual during battle.
One hand caressing the spandex material.
The other, longing to get her fingers, on Jessie's Auburn Snatch.
Kayla's Pussypurr, circling, trying to aid her mother.
Sandy, and Bart's ships staying close together.
The Devil's Black Heart, moving closer, to the Southern Cross.
The respective leaders, now about to decide. The main part of the battle.

Princesses Mohua and Ragini, standing weapons in hand.
The duo ready to defend Storm, as they spy rival swordsman. Darko Castillo, and his fighters.
Moving closer, towards the Southern Cross. On the deck of Bart's ship.
The duo shouting to Megan.
Pirate Megan soon having the BloodStorm angling in as well.
Almost as if in a dance.
The ships had begun pairing off or moving into groups.
Now it would be time, to fight for pirate freedom, on the open seas.

[stormbolt7]

Its once again wonderful to see more from my friend...one of my mentors....storm...

Let's hope Captain Michelle doesn't let you down...

Above all...lets have some fun....

Thanks for sharing...

Glad to see your keeping a weather eye out ..
As you see, things moving ahead quickly now!!
Also hope you will see ... Keeping my promise to you .. Sorry it has taken so long!!

Storm

[stormbolt7]

The Battle pt B

It was chaos at sea.
Yells, screams of battle, amid cannon fire.
Now and then, the sound of ships being pulled fast.
As crews raced over, to attack, hand to hand.

Fawn Lee, had managed to spot Sandy Myers, moving to attack Jessika and Kayla.
The mother and daughter, ships close by each other.
As they join, to face off, against Sandy, and her ships crew.

Swords and other bladed weapons crashed together.
Michelle and her crew, now safely aboard the Southern Cross.
Her captured ship listing, and slowly sinking behind them.

Becky Stroud, and Lexibabe working at leg sweeping opponents.
Then leg scissoring the breath from them or simply choking them out.
Pulling their rivals, into more private space. With punches, and slaps.
Then putting them away, before finding more.

Marlies, Katterina, Rama, the lusty, busty trio.
Claws raking enemy chests. Large firm breasts, then slamming into them.
As they thrust their firm impressive girls, into less capable tits.
Punches, tits, and clawing. Two blonde goddesses, and one dark haired temptress.

Pirate Megan was catfighting, one eye patch down, then the other.
More than one Reiver finding out this day. She may not be the largest lady in the catfight.
Still she had one of the largest hearts. Not to mention, with the right amount of rum.
a very fine tiggy bounce, with claws, and a tiggerish grin.
She was dealing out scratches, claws, punches, and pain.
Not to be outdone. The Brat sisters combining, to hurt, and humilate.
Taking it to the enemy Brat Sister style. Pantsing, pinching, and punching the enemy.
Nothing as painful. As being stripped, spanked, and smacked. By a giggling, mischief making Brat Sister.
Lil Sara, and Laurie Breeze, causing havoc among the enemy fighters.

Sadie was snacking, snarking, and slut bashing. The lovely young pirate. Still glowing, from being chosen.
To help navigate, to the legendary Southern Cross.
Not to mention, spending time, with some major pirate babes.
Sadie was charting new ways, to kick enemy catfighters asses.
The timely use, of a foreign object, not hurting now and then either.

Serena, and Shania turning heads, with their beauty, and sex appeal.
Before turning them back the other way. With slaps, claws, and punches.
As stunning and gorgeous as they are. The ladies could claw, and catfight, as nasty as needed.

Captain's BustyTiffany, and LisaFights, working well together.
Lisa's long legs, and sleek figure. Moving through opponents, sending them flying.
Tiffany, platinum Goddess, using her girls, to do even more damage.
Before tying them up. For her to decide what to do with, later, at her leisure.

Alison Rocks, had hearts breaking, and jaws dropping, from her beauty, and sex appeal.
Just before slamming their jaws shut, with her fists, and claws.
Red hair, wafting around her lovely face, in the breeze.
Buxom, fit, and so very fine, in every way.
She was not being a lady or wearing leather. Yet she was dropping some rivals, that dared try, this cherry bomb.

Beaten Slut, was currently anything but. Jen was showing, why she had advanced as a pirate.
To the enemies surprise. Jen, fighting close beside BeatenSuneha.
Suneha sexy, in her silk blouse, and pencil thin black skirt.
They were the ones giving the beatings for now.
Jen showing, she was not taking any BS from the Reivers.

Michelle, was fighting for everything she held dear.
Harper close at hand, her fathers ship, hers to claim.
At times, she was fighting beside her crew.
Now and then even finding herself, fighting back to back, with Storm.

Bloody Bart, making his way onto the Southern Cross.
Siding him, Darko and his swordsmen.
Irene tearing into the enemy catfighters.
More than one discovering, why she was known as IreneCatfighter.
The dark haired beauty, spotting Bart, motioning to the two princesses.
Then clawing, and fighting her way, to Storm's side.

Jessika and Sandy Myers, had begun a breast clawing, face slapping catfight.
Kayla close by, along with Emma.
The duo hitting, clawing and kicking. Any of Sandy's crew, trying to sneak attack Jessie.
The mother and daughter duo. Looking to extract some major payback, from Sandy.
Fawn Lee, drawing closer by the minute to the action.
The sensual assassin, looking to free herself, from her no longer welcome mission.

As seen, by the action. The pirates truly numbered, some of the most beautiful, sexy and capable catfighters in the world.
Chrissssssy, Laurie Catfighter, and Joanne among them.
Catfighters, titfighters, and wrastlers among the skills.
From ship to ship, they began cleaning house, against the Reivers fighters.

StarBear Steph, was easily underestimated.
She was slender, fit, and curvy, in all the right places.
She was very pretty, someone that would be expected at some land lubber. School for higher learning.
Yet here she was, maybe the best damn ships gunner at sea.
A very prized member of Storm's crew.
Not to mention, very skilled, with her fists, and feet, in a catfight.
Steph dropping another rival, with a well placed kick.
Her eyes widening, as she spies Bart, closing in on Storm.
Close by him, Irene, and Captain Michelle, fighting like Hellcats.
StarBear begins calling out to Megan, and some of the other crew of BloodStorm.
The battle on that ship, coming to a close.
The Princesses Ragini, and Mohua quickly gathering some more sword savvy fighters.
Heading to do battle with Darko, and his group.
Megan detailing clean ups, to some of the crew.
Then heading with the rest, to try and aid Storm.
Sarah, the discovered island princess, known as Candy 123. Surprisingly leading the charge.
The lovely young princess, having been discovered and taken in by Storm and his crew.
Now was showing, her willingness to fight. As well as the simple fact.
She now more than ever. Truly was one of the catfighting crew.

Michelle was slightly moving away. Fighting to aid Harper.
Storm clearing a lurking backstabber, away from Irene.
When Bart slams into him, from his blind side.
Storm being sent sprawling, yet recovering quickly.
Avoiding a foot stomp, as Bart laughs, just missing another cheap shot.
"Stay down little man, the sea belongs to the Reivers!!" Bart boasts, and taunts.
Storm rises, not bothering to dust himself off, from the cheap shot.
"I think we both always knew, would come down to this." "You woman fighting, and abusing bastard." Storm states calmly.
"You know, I may even enjoy beating you, as much as I did your whore." Bart replies.
The two begin circling each other.
Both confident in his own abilities. Yet for some reason, both having avoided this confrontation until now.
Maybe both knowing, the one to win. May not escape fully undamaged himself.
That or like two primal forces. They may cancel each other out. leaving neither standing by the end.
With crew from the BloodStorm rushing to give aid.
With Michelle ready to give her all, to keep her legacy, and fathers ship.
Irene, ready to fight anyone, standing by Storm's side.
Things had now come full circle.

Jessika and Kayla fighting Sandy Myers, and her closest minions.
Fawn Lee stalking her employer.
Captain Storm, and Bloody Bart surge forward, and collide together.

[stormbolt7]

The Battle pt C

Jessika and Sandy had ripped, clawed and torn into each other.
Sandy was wearing her skin tight pants, and boots.
Jessie now fully stripped, nothing even covering her own auburn snatch.
The duo having bruises, and blood from nails, showing on both of them.
Yet maybe due to Sandy attacking her daughter.
Jessie seemed to be holding the most energy. Again tearing into Sandy.

Kayla was wincing in pain, from a larger woman, smashing her tits. Against Kayla's smaller, yet perfect breasts.
Kayla soon evening the score. As the woman backs up, to lunge into her again.
Kayla's nails neatly rake down, along the mounds of both, large breasts. Even scoring one of the nipples.
The woman howling in pain. Even as Kayla lunges into her.
Taking her to the deck of the ship, for a proper beat down.

Pirate Megan had both eye patches raised now.
"NO one attacks the Cap'n, with out answering to me." She states.
Soon joined by Sadie.
The feisty, snarky duo, begin wreaking havoc. On a large scale, surprising for their stature.
Sara, and Breezy, throwing pepper, into enemy eyes. As well as itching powder, down enemy trousers.
The trouble making duo, being bratty, and all that.
Cries of pain, being heard this way and that. After a playful take this, 1,2,3 is heard.
StarBear fighting her hardest.

Just in time, Princess Mohua, intercepts the enemy fighters.
Ragini blocking Darko's path.
Before they would barely be able to handle him together.
Now that his confidence was broken.
One of them was more than enough, to cross blades with him.
While the other princess watched her back.
Their would be no blade strike Storm from ambush.

Storm, and Bart moving, pounding away on each other.
Bloody Bart clearly having the weight and size on Storm.
Yet Storm not backing down. Their simply being to much at stake for them all.
The two fighters faces showing, as telling punches land on one, then the other.
Skin being bruised, and torn. Knuckles becoming aching, and raw.
All across the sea, the battles had begun winding down.
Yet on Jessika's ship, and here on the Southern Cross. Two very important, and deadly battles were taking place.

Captain Alison Rocks, and her Leather Lady. Had whipped and beaten enemy ships, and crews into shape, and submission.
Captain LisaFights Catsclaws, and her crew. Had torn through enemy catfighters and crew.
Captain BustyTiffany 35, and her crew aboard the Bondage. Had beaten, and bound many enemy catfighters.
Captain Beaten Slut, Jen and her crew of the Ass Whipped. May have taken some beatings. Yet they had kicked some ass of their own.
Pirate Megan, StarBear, Brat sisters Laurie Breeze, and Lil Sara. Had done catfighting duty on BloodStorm proud.
Captain Milla Jovovich doing heavy damage with Princess Mila's Revenge's cannon and catfighters.

Many catfighters doing their ships, and the pirates proud.
With all that, the Auburn Snatch, and Southern Cross still were being contested heatedly.

Kayla's heart was racing, as she finished beating the buxom blonde.
Sandy was dropping to one knee, beneath Jessie's assault.
It was looking, as if the fiery red head was going to best her rival.
Even as Jessie began moving in to finish Sandy off.
One of her crew, began slipping Sandy a rapier.
Kayla screaming, as Sandy quickly slashes at Jessie.
A thin line of blood, showing across Jessie's firm, left breast. Jessie barely reacting to her daughters scream in time.
Fawn was now close enough, sliding the throwing spike from her waist band.
Kayla getting in the way, just as she is about to throw.
Kayla rushing to Jessie's aid. Emma calling out, tossing a blade to Kayla.
Just as Sandy rears back, to skewer Jessie.
Kayla arrives, blocking the strike, with her own blade.
Now Jessie steps back, as Kayla and Sandy begin trading rapier thrusts, and parries.
Emma, and Jessie dealing with Sandy's shipmate. Then moving to protect Kayla from more treachery.
Kayla enraged at her recent captor.
Her mother had clawed her. Now Kayla wanted to finish her.
Spying just the right moment, as they move closer to the railing.
Fawn launches the spike, as Sandy over extends on a strike.
Sandy gasps, rearing back opening herself. For Kayla's thrust, through her left breast, and heart.
Sandy being turned, the metal throwing spike in her back out of view.
Blood spurts past Sandy's sensual lips.
As Kayla slides her rapier free. Blood spurts, then streams down Sandy Myers firm tit.
As she staggers, then topples backwards over the railing.
Unlike before, Sandy dead, before she hits the water.
A rousing cheer going up, on the Auburn Snatch. Almost a perfect, pleasing, and wet climax.

Shortly after, an equal cry of dismay, going up from the Southern Cross.
Aching, bruised and bleeding. Storm was still standing up to Bart's onslaught.
Then one of the other nearby ships, bumps into the Southern Cross. Just as Bart launches another strike.
Storm taken while slightly off balance. Is unable to defend against the thrown punch.
It lands with power, and devastating force.
Storm sinking to his knees.
The Reivers now shouting in triumph. As Bart closes in, and begins hammering Storm, with all of his might.
Storm seeming to try and withstand the barrage.
Irene's eyes widening in horror, then shifting to rage.
She had promised Storm she would fight anyone for him.
He had accepted her, protected her, and loved her.
With a primal scream, she launches herself into Bart.
Bart surprised takes a few steps back, as her nails rake at his face and eyes.
Her fists pounding at him. Double sledgehammer blows, from over head.
Then Bart begins to laugh, as he back hands her to the deck.
Storm still kneeling, seemingly spent on the deck. Head bowed, blood being coughed up.
Showing that something had been broken, deep inside his body.
"You sea faring, catty whore." "I look forward to beating, and taming you properly later." Bart threatens Irene.
The memories of his previous abuse, making her huddle into herself, for the moment.

"Yee bastard, you will never touch her again." Storm states.
His head lifting, his eyes blazing. As if new life was thrumming inside of him.
More blood, being coughed up.
As maybe for the first time, in his life of bullying. A whisper of fear, began trickling along Bart's spine.
"Stay down, your beaten." Bart commands.
Then as all eyes watch.
Storm begins to slowly rise.
His heart torn, as he glances towards Irene.
He had promised her Bart would never hurt her again. Now he had just struck her.
"You don't back down, I will kill you." Bart hisses. Even as he takes a step back.
"I be Captain Storm, of the BloodStorm." "The lass, is under my protection." He states, rising to his full height.
At the same time, his body showing some of the damage done.
"You be standing on Captain Miles, now Captain Michelle's ship the Southern Cross."
"Scum like yee, are not worthy to stand upon her deck!!" Storm continues, his rage building.
"I swear by all that is holy, you will NEVER touch Irene again." "Now bring it you son of a bitch!!" Storm hurls at Bart.
Even as he lunges ahead at him.
Bart's heart racing, his mind in panic.
No man he had ever beaten, had ever risen again. Let alone challenged him again.
His confidence shattered, he grunts in pain. At Storm's first assault.
Now the fighting had become brutal, no quarter being given.
This was a fight to the finish!!

As before each blow seeming to become harder, more vicious.
Blood streaming from both rivals.
Eyes glued to the battle, hearts and prayers racing all around.
For just a moment in time. After the massive sea battle.
With gun smoke, and fire still wafting in the air.
It seemed every focus, was on this final fight.
Bart's larger frame, trying to impose his will.
Storm fighting with all his heart, for all he believed in.
His crew, the catfighting pirates all around him, on every pirate ship.
As well as free open seas, for all pirates in his forces, and allies.
Bart tries to head butt Storm.
His eye contact lost, as Storm Lands a solid punch, staggering Bart.
Before he can recover. Storm grasps the larger man in a bear hug.
A cry of vengeance, and primal rage rising from Storm.
As he actually lifts Bart's feet from the deck.
With a loud crack, seemingly tapping into super human strength.
Storm snaps Bart's back.
The deadly bully, woman beater, and bloody black Reiver. Becomes limp, in Storm's grasp.
Bart's eyes becoming glassy, as it is life leaving him. Confused, and unable to understand. How this smaller man had beaten him.

Storm releases Bart. The scourge of pirates, and the sea. Falling limply, and dead to the deck.
Among cheers, starting to rise from the pirates.
Storm staggers, having fought with all of his heart.
Storm falls to the deck of the Southern Cross. Maybe to never rise again.
Some inner strength, driving him to the finish of the fight.
Yet maybe to much damage taken, by a powerful, and deadly foe.

[Serena77]

Oh Yes! Great battle! Captain Storm is my hero!
What a wonderful crew! I'm honored for being part of it!

[stormbolt7]

Oh Yes! Great battle! Captain Storm is my hero!
What a wonderful crew! I'm honored for being part of it!

Why Thank yee Serena ....

Here be a few images of the battles ..

[lexibabe]

really fun story..and fights  storm....proud to be a part of the crew

[Kayla]

As Kayla was to them, and her Pussypurr climaxing past them. Leaving them spent, and dazed, from the sensation.
Kayla's vessel, giving many of the embattled pirates. A much needed pause in action.
As more of the enemy fleet, began trying to handle her Pussypurr.
Kayla seeming to find release. Her Pussypurr squirting past them.

Oooh, Stormie, your play with words in these latest 2 parts are clever, funny, and very sexy! You made my pussy purr - LOL!  Mmm, also loved skewering Sandy, and setting Jessie free! 

hugs
Kayla

[stormbolt7]

Pirates 3 final chapter ..

The waves had begun to slow, the sea growing less restless.
Some of the ships still burned, part of the aftermath of the battle.

The pirates loosing some of their own ships.
While taking several more captive.
The sky, still mostly overcast, and grey.
Small pin holes of sunlight, breaking through now and then.
The pirate fleet, for the most part, ready to celebrate.
The victory at sea. As well as winning their freedom, from the plots of Sandy Myers, and her black Reivers fleet.
Now the cost, slowly becoming evident.
As lost comrades, and casualties in pirate crews, and ships, began to be known.

On the deck of the Southern Cross. Captain Storm lay bloodied, and still.
The fight, against Bloody Bart. Taking all of his strength, and heart.
Even when he should have stayed down.
He rallied, to protect Irene, and the pirates he loved so much.

Pirate Megan was kneeling by his side.
Tears streaming, down her lovely face. Megan trying to offer Storm.
Some of the rum, she had swiped from his private supply.
"Please Cap'n, wake up." "I promise never to steal your rum, if you just speak to me." Megan pleads.
Irene also was staying close. When it seemed he had been broken.
She had flung herself, at Bart. Trying to overcome her own fear, of the wicked man.
The black fleet leader, and bully, had injured her badly, in the past.
She had kept her word, of being willing to fight anyone, for Storm.
In return, he had rallied, to protect her, as he promised.

Nearby the Brat sisters, could think of no mischief to cause.
Storm at times, maybe should have thrown them off his ship. For some of the antics they got into.
Yet he kept them, and loved them as part of his crew.
StarBear Steph wanted to kick something or blow it up, with her cannon.
Candy 123, the princess Sarah, was at a loss. When it seemed no one cared for her.
He had taken her in, accepted her with out hesitation. She had become one of the crew.
Sadie was crying softly. Offering to chart him a map and course anywhere. Even sharing her favorite snacks.
If he would simply open his eyes, and rise, to hug her once more.

Kayla's Pussypurr, was desperately, trying to maneuver, through the ships, to the Southern Cross.
She had been through so much with Storm. Her heart shattered, if the reports where correct.
They had won so much this day. Yet the cost, seeming to be to high for her.
Jessika, feeling her own heart tearing, for her beloved daughters loss.

Through out the fleet, and on deck. Hearts ached, and tears flowed.
The catfighters, having stayed tough, and strong through battle.
Now unsure, of what needed to be done next.
Captain's LisaFights, and BustyTiffany, learning, through signal flags, between ships. That storm was down.
At the angry gazes, and dangerous oaths. Some of the captured prisoners. Began to feel their lives to be in danger.

Captain Michelle stood numb on deck.
She had come through so many trials.
Her father's legacy, now in her grasp. Her quest a success.
Yet tears spilled from her eyes, as she slowly shook her head, in a negative manner.
All she had been fighting for, now laid at her feet.
Yet the victory seeming so hollow now. "It was not worth the price." She softly states.
Her gaze going from Storm's still form. Out over the sea.
The pirate ships damaged or ablaze, sinking down, beneath the waves.
A soft mist, slowly drifts across the water top.
Slowly it lifts, and glides up over the side rail.
The mist seeming to grow thicker, as it gently wraps, and twines around Michelle.
Almost as if an embrace.
As her eyes take note, she can no longer see anyone else on deck.
Michelle looks up. To find her father Captain Miles standing before her.
A light bluish glow, eminating from or around him.
"You have done well, the ship and treasure is yours." "I am proud of you my daughter." He tells her.
"It is too bad about Storm, he was honorable." "He did not even take one single Spanish doubloon, from your ships hold." He ads.
His eyes watching her, his posture patient, and waiting.

Michelle's arm goes out, sweeping across, as if to take all of it in.
"Not like this, it's so hollow, the treasure means nothing, at this cost father." She replies.
Michelle wondering if she would ever feel whole inside again.
"Would you give it all up?" "Give this all away, to make a difference or a change?" He asks.
Michelle not even hesitating or taking time to think. "Yes, if I could only make some of this right, I would." She states.
Captain Miles smiles at his daughter.
"Then my dear, wonderful Michelle." "You have learned maybe the most valuable lesson, I can share with you."
"Pirate treasure, and stolen riches and gold." "Can never take the place of true friends, and loved ones in our heart."
"If it does, then you become just like Bloody Bart, soul less and despised by all." He continues.
Michelle wondering, why no one else seemed to see or hear them.
Captain Miles granted this private time with her.
"Then so be it daughter, behold their be more than one secret, to the Southern Cross." Captain Miles states.
A smile lighting up his face.
As they both watch, the mist parts.
Even more, above them. A large patch of the clouds open up.
A bright shaft of sunlight, breaks through.
It hits the upper mast sails.
Then a dazzling light, begins to shine down, from the golden cross.
The light begins to envelop Storm's still form.
Gasps of surprise and awe begin to be heard.
Kayla and Fawn rushing over, as they finally have made it on deck.
To stand with the rest.
As the light bathes over him. Storm's injuries, and bruises begin to heal.
The light then growing so bright, none could look at it. As he seemed to disapear into it.
Then as it breaks apart, his chest begins to rise and fall again.

Tears of heartache, and anguish, began to change to those of joy.
Irene, and Kayla helping him up.
As Megan gives a lil Tiggy squeal of delight, and slams into him hugging him fiercely.
"Don't scare me like that again Cap'n!" She admonishes.
Then more shouts and cheers begin to rise.
Cannon fire is soon heard. Yet this time it is a salute to good news.

Michelle stands facing her father.
"I wish more could be done, for more of those injured." He begins.
The power will only work." "When someone has been honest, and true to their word."
"The ship and treasure in her hold is yours." He ads.
They move together, and share one warm embrace.
"Oh don't worry, I have a larger treasure trove hidden, somewhere else for you to find."
"I may like Storm, but I was not going to tempt him that hard." He says, during the embrace.
"I am so proud of you Michelle." "I love you, and will be watching over you." He ads.
Michelle has enough time, to reply her love back.
Then the mist, and Captain Miles were gone.

The crews began to celebrate, while searching for missing or wounded pirates.
The Captains, maintaining their ships.
Captains LisaFights, BustyTiffany35, Alison Rocks, Jessika, Kayla, Beaten Slut Jen, Milla Jovovich.
Princesses Ragini, and Mohua, would be given one of the captured vessels. They would clean it up, make it theirs.
Then after naming it, Star of the East. They would head to waters closer to their home.

While StarBear was firing cannon, to Megan's pet mascot. Letting it toss them, into hopeless wrecks, fully sinking them.
Megan and Sadie were sneaking away, with some of Storm's best ale.
They would share it with him later, along with some of Sadie's snacks.
It would be later, that her aquatic friend, would belong to history.
Megan naming him, SpongeSquid juggle pants.

Captain Michelle would join the celebrations on BitchSlap island.
Some crew changing ships. Hers being filled out, ready to sail.
Candy 123 deciding to head out with her, for a time. Maybe discovering her island home.
"All right you sluts of the Spanish Main." "Let's make sail!!" Michelle cries out.
As Harper, Josephine, and her crew. Begin yelling out Michelle's orders.
As the Southern Cross, sails from out of legend. Back onto the shining seas.

With so many awesome pirates, catfighters and captains.
Truly it is a pleasure and an honor.
To say yoooooo hooooooo set sail, a pirate's life for me!!

A story told that can't be real. Somehow must reflect the truth we feel.

Make life your treasure Fade away!
Eight miles high, about to fall
And no one there to catch you
Look for the sign, the time
The sign of the southern cross, yeah