Get imprisoned

The moon reflected off the calm water in the bay. Further inland from the magic infused granite the bay and jungle glowed with hues of green and blue. Eyya sat in her cell deep in the bowels of the ship. She leaned her head against the wooden boards – listened to the sound of the ocean and gazed through a small hole out onto the water.

How had it gone so wrong. Was it my fault – was it my naivety. I always knew they were out to get him with the political posturing. But I never thought it would get this far.

A feeling of deep regret came over her. Like she had never felt before. Marcus had always protected and guided her – and he would be gone soon. She could deal with her own suffering and her pain – but not with losing him. That feeling was soon replaced with anger.

I will not give in to this hopelessness will make sure they do not get away with this. I will have my revenge somehow. No more of these stupid games. This ridiculous posturing. I will not be in this situation again no matter what I have to.

Rain began to patter the ocean outside – disrupting the smooth reflection of the moon on the surface of the bay. The patter became a torrent and and soon the boat began to rock. Thunder boomed around them as the sea took on a rougher current.

She heard the creaking of bars as someone made there way into the cells below deep below the deck. There was clinking of keys and the door to her cell opened - Bubby stepped through and closed the door behind him. His slightly too large nose and balding head were cast in a shadow from the torch behind the door. Eyya stood up and turned to face him.

“Well well my little princess – quite a predicament you have landed yourself in”.

Eyya was about to make a snarky retort – but then she paused.

This is an opportunity. Do not throw it away. A voice spoke in her head. Her voice?

“Hello Bubby” She greeted him neutrally and continued to observe and measure him.

He came closer to her and invaded her personal space – she could smell the vague stink of tobacco , rum and sweat on him.

“It doesn’t have to be all bad Eyya. I have a lot of sway in the Navy you know.” Eyya could physically feel the stench of alcohol coming off him.

“Once you get back I could get you...hic… a pardon .. you could .. join my crew” He leaned forward and used his bulk to gently trap her against the wall.

She could feel his belly pushing her back into the wooden planks on the wall.

Wait. Do not act yet. Convince him you are not a threat.

She looked down and too the side. “Would you really do that for me Bub? I would be so grateful”

He grinned, leered at her and drunkenly moved one hand to grab her ass. He began to knead it with one hand slowly. She gritted her teeth.

“Yeah… We ...hic could be really good friends Eyya.. I can take care of you… just rise up the ranks … with me”

She felt his erection grow and poke into her as he brought his entire body flush to hers. Suddenly without warning he pushed his hand down her pants and pushed a finger inside her. It was so fast and unexpected that she reacted instinctively with a gasp, a burst of arousal and a warm feeling in her lower belly. Sex was not something she had experience with – not something she had time to think about it. She instinctively began to start pushing him away.

Wait. Feel

She heard the voice in her head again – that voice that was hers but not hers. She obeyed and let it take over. Soon her opening began to moisten, she let her mind go and felt. She felt the wood against her back. The large body pinning her against the wall. She felt the fingers move inside her. Then she felt her breath hitch as wetness began to flood to where the fingers touched.

Feel more

She let herself go completely. And then

Now

Acting without thought - she brought her knee viciously up and smashed it into his groin. He stumbled back and doubled over. On the next breath she launched her self forward and smashed the same knee into his face. Finally she spun to the side – grabbed her wash bucket from the side and bashed him over the head with it. He was out cold. She grabbed his keys from his pocket and darted out of the cell.