You disrupt the show

Righteous fury fills your being at the debacle, these wretches are taking advantage of your sister. Glenda was clearly still affected by the **** and her status as a Sister of the Burning Rose is known through the ship but these scoundrel are uncaring of her status. You draw the sword of St. Magdalena and charge up the remaining stairs.

"Get away from her, you lowlifes," you roar. Vocalizing your fury and anger. "Get off her or i swear i'll carve you sea rats to pieces."

Glenda and the sailors are shocked into silence, halting in their steps. They make a horrid scene, the green-haired elf still grasping onto and sucking the men's dicks, looking more like a common street whore than a Sister.

As you close in, the men regain their minds and desperately try to cover up, retrieving their members from the she elf's unwilling hands. Glenda herself takes no heed to your presence, pouting at the men's sudden ****.

"Ah, why are you guys stopping ?" moans Glenda. "I want to taste you all."

You grit your teeth at her words, she doesn't even register your presence. She's that out of it and these scum still took advantage of her.

"Any of you make a move at her and i'll cut off your dicks myself". You spit out, waving your sword to emphasize your point as you slap aside the man in front of your sister. The three sailors scramble away leaving you and Glenda alone.

"Ohh, Sabine, i was having fuuuun. Everything tasted great." The elf grumbles.

You disregard her complaints, sheathing the sword you pick up Glenda and carry her bridal style.

"Let's get up Glenda, you've had a rough day."

You quickly learn that despite her lithe figure, Glenda is heavy to carry, weapons and physical training coming in extremely useful in supporting the elf. . You hurry back up the stairs, through the ship and to the captain's cabin, listening to her protests the entire way.

Your beds have never looked more welcome, especially after the day's last disturbing shock. You were just about to lay Glenda down when you feel her hands stroking your legs, searching for something.

"... Sabine, we're sisters right ?" The elf mumbles, burring her head between your breasts.

"Of course Glenda, we're both daughters of the Burning Rose". You respond, stroking her hair, feeling sad at how her first experience with **** resulted in.

"And sisters are suppose to help each other, right !" You can feel her hands going higher, near your waist now.

"Yes ... but what's this about ?"

"I need you to help me now !" The elf's hands slip past your robe and launch onto your pussy, stroking and teasing your sex. You gasp and release an unintended moan. Glenda takes that as acceptance, clawing your robes open and revealing your rock hard nipples. Eagerly licking and biting the pebbles.