Captives

In the middle of the night, a hand clamped over my mouth, waking me up in a panic.

• So, Alicia and Min Mei, is she your boss who can take us to her hoard?
• Yes, it's payday, you little bitch, I could see Min Mei's smile as a bearded brute had his hand over my mouth.

Alica pulled me out of bed by my hair.

The man whistled and laughed,

• Pretty girl, we're going to have a good laugh.

I was dragged and pushed to the deck where I saw that a band of pirates had taken the place of the crew. A ship had docked with ours, no trace of the ship's sailors left. Alicia threw me at the feet of a man wearing a sailor's outfit made of odds and ends, a tricorn hat, and a shaggy beard, while my courtesans were naked at his feet, crying.

• Hey, my love, before you make me talk, show us the goods naked.

The icy tears of my courtesans glistened in the moonlight as their trembling bodies pressed against each other, the torn silk of their corsets mingling with the pirates' muddy boots.

• Hurry up,

humiliated as never before, I obeyed and took off my nightgown.

My fingers trembled on the ribbons of my nightgown, the crumpled silk sliding slowly down my shoulders as a raucous laugh erupted in the shadows. The salt air bit my bare skin, each shiver tracing the path of the brutal stares that devoured my moon-like pallor.

"Faster, bourgeoise," the pirate in the tricorn hat growled, his calloused hand tapping the butt of his pistol, as the pirates missed nothing of the scene by making bawdy comments.

The linen of my shirt finally slid down to my hips, exposing my chest to the biting night air. A brutal silence fell on the deck, broken only by the lapping of waves against the hull and the men's harsh breathing.

He continued, placing his pistol against my breast. I shuddered.

The icy metal burned my skin, each beat of my heart making the barrel tremble against my flesh. The pirate leaned his scarred face toward me, his breath, heavy with rum and rotten tobacco, filling my nostrils.

"Turn it around, let the whole crew enjoy the merchandise," he growled, lightly pressing the weapon, forcing me to pivot in place.

The barrel of the pistol traced a slow circle on my skin, leaving behind a trail of bristling flesh. I spun under the stars, each shaky step exposing a new angle of my nakedness to the ravenous gaze.

The weary captain ordered.

"Alicia takes her three to the cage on deck to make them think. They'll be ready to answer our questions."

Alicia nodded and led us to the other ship, accompanied by two sailors who didn't hesitate to feel up our curves before locking us in a cage too small for us to sit in. We were squeezed together, before the cage closed with a metallic clang.

Alicia felt my breasts through the bars.

• Hmm, you'll get what you deserve. I hope you don't speak too soon. I can't wait to whip you, make you dance, and see the crew go over you, treating you and your three friends like a female dog.

Alicia's hand closed roughly on my flesh, her nails digging pale crescents into my skin as a sneer escaped her lips.

"Are you shaking already?" she murmured, sliding her fingers lower along my ribs, each touch burning like an ember. Behind her, the two sailors sniggered, their shadows distorted by the swinging lanterns that cast obscene dances on the deck planks.