One Month Later

Julie and Kristy made their way past the busy play dungeon to the Captain’s day cabin.

“Good job girls!” Kristy Julie shouted.

“Yes Commander!” came the moaning choir of lesbian pirates relaxing between shifts.

The pair of officers made their way to the open doorway of the Captain’s Day Cabin and knocked on the door frame.

“Come in,” Anne called with a husky voice.

The pair of porn stars turned pirates walked into the room and found the former secretary leaning back in her chair with one leg up on a desk, the other spread out wide and between them her pink haired cabin girl, Sandra, on her hands and knees eagerly worshiping the captain’s clit.

“Are the men taken care of?” Anne asked.

“Ay-Ay Captain,” Julie smiled, “Turns out an ex-husband was among the offerings.”

“Oh?” Anne smiled a devilish smile.

“Mister Hancock was rather surprised and excited to see his ex-wife,” Kristy said, “And rather pleased at how agreeable pirate life has been for her. He gushed about her looking even better than they day their married sixty years ago… it was sixty right?”

“Sixty something, I wasn’t paying attention to his blathering,” Julie shrugged.

“What was his Ex-wife’s response?” Anne asked.

“Sergeant Hancock kissed her bunk mate, told him to consider this their divorce, then shot him and tossed him off the rear fandeck,” Julie smiled, “And to make the point, laughed the entire time.”

“Wonderful,” Anne gasped, “So the men are disposed of…”

“Yes Captain,” both officers said.

“And the women?” Anne asked.

“Locked in the brig waiting for you,” Julie smiled.

“Perrrffeeccctttt,” Anne shuddered, “You are cunning linguist Sandra… “

“If I may,” Julie looked over at the chart of the ships layout that hung on the wall behind the seated officer, “If we get much larger, than we will be too big to chase down and take prizes. The Helix helicopters are useful, but take a lot of room.”

“The goddess agrees,” Anne pointed at the map of the ocean on the wall behind the officers, “The ships pinned are all cruise ships that are capable of servicing as a floating port of a flotilla of raiders.”

“You wanted to see me Captain?” Erica knocked on the door.

“Yes, come in,” Anne said, “As Second in Command, I think it is time we got you your own ship, and made Sally the Fleet Quartermistress.”

“I wouldn’t know what to do…” Erica said.

“The goddess will ensure you know how to server her and our Admiral…” Kristy smiled.