Sex, of course

"We're going to have sex, John." You breath out a sigh of relief when you hear Amala tell you what you've been hoping to hear. It's a little weird to just come right out and say it like that, but better that than the games women play with blokes like you back in England.

"I'd like that, Ma'am." You know she's asked you to just call her Amala, but for now you'll stick to the honorific.

"We will, John, tonight even. As long as we get some things straight." This must be the 'rules' she was talking about. If it means you get to make love to this beautiful woman, you are more than willing to listen.

"Us sleeping together doesn't change things, John." The captain's wife looks you straight in the eye making sure you understand. "I've seen guys start to think they own a lass once they've been together a few times." You nod in understanding, you've noticed the same thing yourself. "If we do this, I'm still the one in charge, OK?"

"Yes, Ma'am."

"I ..." she pauses searching for the right words. "I liked it today when you took care of me. When you put my needs ahead of yours." Amala takes your hand in hers, and squeezes it tightly. "I'm hoping you'll still treat me like your queen." She smiles at me shyly, "can you do that? I think I've had enough of being some guy's bint to use anyway he likes."

You wonder if she's talking about Captain Wilson, he did kinda treat her like his personal servant, and now that you've learned about how he basically bought her, this makes a lot of sense.

"I can do that, Ma'am." You agree without any hesitation, "what we did up by the waterfall was amazing, Ma'am. I want to make you feel like my queen." That must have been the exact thing to say because the tension that you had seen building up as she prepared for this conversation seems to melt away and Amala settles down in your arms and lifts her lips to meet yours.

The kiss tastes a little like smoky fish, but other than that it might be the best kiss you've ever had.

"We have a little while before sunset, John." The captain's wife announces several minutes later after a good bit of snogging. Time enough for you to take the ax and get more firewood and for me to clean up this mess." She points to the pile of fish bones and scraps of burnt skin. Then when you get back you can wash my feet again just to get me in the mood."