The vestal redhead Emmeline.

William nodded in the direction of the first girl. Melinda had known the captain's tastes too well.

“The Maiden Fee for that one is 5 weights in addition to the normal room charge,” Melinda informed William of the girl's cost.

It was expensive but William had expected as much. Who knew if he would ever have the chance to set foot in this port again after the business with the Governor this afternoon. William would treat himself and make sure he got his money's worth with the girl.

“Send a bearer note to Tristan,” William told Melinda and a small sheet of parchment was soon produced. The brothel owner quickly wrote out the terms of the transaction on the paper and a wax globule was added. Captain Kent pressed down with his ship's signet ring into the crimson wax affirming the transfer of funds. “I’ll take the westerly suite,” Will said finally before he went to get ready for his appointment.

The back courtyard of Melinda’s former husband’s mansion contained a steam house which was where William headed to first. He wanted to bathe and wash the months he’d spent at sea off himself first. Emmeline would need time to get ready and the room prepared for him. Will took his time allowing the near scolding vapour to willow its way around him. The tension he’d been feeling since this afternoon fading. His clothes had been taken away to be washed while he steamed himself. The captain wrapped a towel around himself as he made his way up the rear stairs to the top level of the mansion. The contrast in temperature between the baths and the early evening air sent goosebumps down his spine and across his body.

Letting himself into the chambers, William heard a timid voice coming from within the dark curtained confines of the chamber's big four-posted bed. “Hello?”

“It’s me,” Willam answered which probably did nothing to settle the inexperienced girl’s nerves.

Rather than going to the bed, William made his way to an ornate dressing table and sat down. Perfumed oils, skin lotions and other balms had been left out for the captain to enjoy after his steam bath. William shook some hair oil out onto his palm before running it through his dark curly locks. If only he had time for a haircut before what he planned to happen began. Too bad, he could have the ship's boy cut his hair once they were away and free from Still Water.

William took his time getting ready. He would neither rush nor linger and would begin the encounter in his own time. All the while Emmeline remained hidden with the master bed silent as could be. Ready at last, William stood and walked towards the left-hand side of the bed, dropping his towel before opening the drapes.

Emmeline turned towards the motion and gasped when she saw the naked Captain standing in front of her. His cock wasn’t yet hard but it was a respectable length, especially to a girl who had not yet seen one before.

“Move over,” William said as there wasn’t enough room for him to lie down next to Emmeline.

She did as she was told, shifting over on the feathered mattress so that Will could climb inside. Emmeline was dressed in a long silken gown of the purest white. Symbolic of her innocent perhaps. It covered almost the entirety of her body, all the way down to Emmeline’s wrists and ankles. William reached out his hand and touched the girl’s arm. She was shivering uncontrollably.

“Are you afraid?” he asked her.

“I don’t want it to hurt. The other girls tell me how painful it is. It’s like a dagger being plunged inside you over and over.”

“I think they are just telling tales to frighten you. I can’t tell you it won’t be painless but I am not as rough and cruel as some men may be,” Willam offered and he could see the wild panicked look in Emmeline’s eyes settle for the first time. “It doesn’t look like any dagger I’ve seen,” Will said lifting up his wilted cock and swishing it around. “Just loose skin and wrinkles.”

Emmeline laughed and he could see the shivering on her arms stop.

“Want to see?” William asked.

Tentatively Emmeline reached out her hand and touched William’s manhood. When it didn’t bite her like a serpent, she lifted his shaft up in her hand and started her examination. “It’s soft.”

“It will get harder.”

“How?”

“By doing that.”

Emmeline gasped a second time as under her hands William’s cock started to swell, increasing in size and girth.

“Am I doing good?” Emmeline asked.

“You are,” William told her as she had somehow known to wrap her fingers and thumb in a circle and stroke him along his hardening length.

They continued until William was at full stiffness and had just started to increase his breathing.

“May I see you?” The captain asked courteously.

Emmeline nodded and released William to start unfastening the ties on her robe. There were several and William waited patiently until they were all undone, not rushing her in the slightest. It would do nothing for her tensions to panic her.

Casting the long white gown onto the floor beside the bed, underneath Emmeline was just as ghostly pale as William had expected. Her entire body was the colour of milk except for two places. Her nipples were the palest pink, small and tight. Between her legs, however, was the most vibrant outcrop of red hair William had ever seen. Even more striking and iridescent than Emmeline’s long curly red hair.

“A richer chest of rubies I’ve never seen,” William complimented her, his eyes locked on her crimson patch.

Without asking William reached and gently grazed his fingertips across the bare skin of Emmeline’s midriff. Goosebumps formed under his hands as he lazily drew his fingers and palm across her belly. He didn’t reach down immediately but slowly charted the curves of her body. Circling around her navel, along over the ridges of her crested hip bones and down lower until he finally made contact with the highest of Emmeline’s red curls. Stroking her, William played with her hair. Running his fingernails through the coils. After some slow gentle exportation, William started to encounter a creeping wetness, Emmeline’s tight flower starting to unfurl and bloom from his admirations.

William was rewarded by a creeping hand venturing forth onto his thigh. Emmeline was searching back for him. Finding his body and returning back to his member. Together they touched each other. Hearing the other pant and sigh from each caress. Emmeline’s canal became filled with hot water as her arousal grew.

“Take me,” Emmeline breathed long after her hips had started moving in time with William's probing fingers.

Rising over, William nestled himself between Emmeline’s legs and brought their bodies close. Guiding his cock, William drew the tip through the wetness just as he had before. He was well coated by the time he began to lower himself inside the girl’s sweet virginal cunny.

Feeling resistant, Emmeline tensed up. William stopped himself from going any further. He stayed like that until he felt Emmeline start to pull his torso back toward her with her arms. Sliding again, William burst through her maidenhead and deep down inside her pocket.

Giving her every chance to adjust, William made slow and cautious love to Emmeline. She held her thighs tight to his, barely giving him a chance to move but after several months at sea, it was more than he needed to climax and spill his seed inside her. Emmeline’s bright red bush spilled white when he pulled out from inside her completed.

Their second time, William had Emmeline relax her legs open more so that he was able to press his cock inside her with greater firmness and speed. The girl made sweet happy noises as she enjoyed the increasingly familiar sensation of intercourse.

The third time William taught Emmeline to lift her pelvis to his with each press of his hips. Encouraging her to move his cock to the place of greatest enjoyment and pleasure. Loosened up fully now, William was able to give her the hard fucking he’d needed and that she seemed to most enjoy. Emmeline’s cries became more urgent with every hard thrust inside her until he had to ask, “What’s happening?”

“You’re about to cum my girl!”

Orgasming beneath him, William looked into Emmeline's wild and crazy green eyes. Flared and chaotic from such an unbeknown experience. William watched her the entire time of her eruption before spilling his third and final apex into her once again.

They lay resting on the well-churned sheets, naked as could be. William was cognisant of the time and what still had to be achieved that day. Rolling away from Emmeline he was just about to get up when she clung herself to his back.

“Do you have to go? I can be yours for the rest of the night,” Emmeline said almost pleading.