Give Me Vengeance If Not Love
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Pirates of the Caribbean (All) › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
9
Views:
1,875
Reviews:
7
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own the Pirates of the Caribbean movie series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
TWO
TWO
He followed me as if bewitched. "How far is it love," he asked after we'd walked quite a while.
"Not much farther… is there a problem," I asked.
"No except I'm feeling a little wore out…must be more tired from me last journey then I thought," he said.
The drug was working… I smiled, "I'll have you well rested up in no time," I assured him. The house I had rented was in the middle of nowhere, I hailed a carriage, "Come this will make things easier," I said telling the driver where we were headed.
Jack took my hand and helped me into the carriage. I sat across from him and could see the drugs taking a firm hold on the pirate "Are you feeling all right captain," I asked concerned.
"Actually no… perhaps this was a bad idea," he said.
"Oh I don't mind nursing you if I have to," I purred and moved to sit in his lap.
Jack wrapped his arms around my waist, "Elle, yer quite the vixen I believe," he said.
I nuzzled his neck, "You've no idea," I whispered.
He moaned and his hand came up to fondle my breasts.
I clinched my teeth and endured the memories of the past that came with his touch. "Oh captain," I groaned.
His hand moved up to my neck and he pulled my face close to his and kissed my mouth, "Yer so beautiful… I must have ye," he groaned. Then his tongue entered my mouth.
My stomach rolled and I forced myself to kiss him back.
He leaned back as the drugs continued to work on him. The carriage stopped, "We're here," I whispered.
"Good I'm beginning to get dizzy," he smirked.
I got out of the carriage and he stumbled behind me. I paid the driver and thanked him then took the pirate's arm and he leaned on me as we entered the house.
"Aren't ye a little scared to live so far out from the main town love," he asked as we entered the house and he looked around nervously.
"What would I need to be afraid of," I asked.
"Ye've never been in Tortuga before love," he quipped.
"I like it quiet, after having fun," I purred.
We entered the house and I helped him down the stairs into the basement. "Why are we going down love," he asked.
"I have a bed set up in the basement," I told him.
"Ah," he said and nearly fell down the stairs.
When we got downstairs I helped him to sit, "I'll light some lanterns," I told him.
"I don't need the light," he chuckled.
"I like a little," I said and went about lighting the lanterns. The drugs would reach their peak soon and he would pass out. I had to be ready. I watched him as I lit lantern after another revealing the make shift dungeon I had created. His eyes widened when he noticed the variety of manacles and whips arranged on a table. I moved to the door and locked it from the inside with a key.
"Eh Elle… what's happening here," he mumbled.
I picked up a set of manacles and moved close to him. He tried to stand but the drug made his legs weak and he slumped down into the chair. I clapped his wrists in the irons and attached them to the hook above his head. "A taste of yer own medicine pirate," I said as I moved to the rope that was tied off to a hook in the wall then pulled on it with all my might pulling him to his feet and then slightly off the floor. His head slumped forward and I knew he had passed out. I tied the rope off suspending him and moved the chair that stood behind him. I removed his belt and weapons then placed a wide leather belt around his waist with hooks embedded into it. I manacled his ankles and hooked them to the belt around his waist bending his knees slightly. I stood up on the chair so I could reach him better and forced a piece of leather into him mouth and tied a scarf around his head to hold it in place. Now that I was sure my prey was secure and unable to escape or scream for help I went upstairs to get a good night sleep.
I took a long hot bath first, washing the stench of him off of me. I even threw up as I remembered the feel of his tongue in my mouth. I cried myself to sleep a little later. My night was restless, as nightmares of the past came creeping into my mind. My loving husband, dead… my precious son… dead, I woke up screaming their names in the morning's first light. I got up and dressed in a pair of tight pants and simple white blouse. I ate a light breakfast and thought about the pirate in my basement. What was he thinking? Was he afraid? He would be soon, if he wasn't yet. I thought about how his arms and body were feeling… I knew exactly what he was feeling, I'd felt the same pains as I'd been hung quite the same way that he was hanging now. I'd been hung helplessly while they slaughtered my family. I could only watch in horror and before I'd made my escape I'd wished they'd had slaughtered me the same. I shook the memories loose and they scampered to the back of my mind where I kept them most of the time. I picked up my sword and the key to the basement door then went down to see how my prey was faring.
He followed me as if bewitched. "How far is it love," he asked after we'd walked quite a while.
"Not much farther… is there a problem," I asked.
"No except I'm feeling a little wore out…must be more tired from me last journey then I thought," he said.
The drug was working… I smiled, "I'll have you well rested up in no time," I assured him. The house I had rented was in the middle of nowhere, I hailed a carriage, "Come this will make things easier," I said telling the driver where we were headed.
Jack took my hand and helped me into the carriage. I sat across from him and could see the drugs taking a firm hold on the pirate "Are you feeling all right captain," I asked concerned.
"Actually no… perhaps this was a bad idea," he said.
"Oh I don't mind nursing you if I have to," I purred and moved to sit in his lap.
Jack wrapped his arms around my waist, "Elle, yer quite the vixen I believe," he said.
I nuzzled his neck, "You've no idea," I whispered.
He moaned and his hand came up to fondle my breasts.
I clinched my teeth and endured the memories of the past that came with his touch. "Oh captain," I groaned.
His hand moved up to my neck and he pulled my face close to his and kissed my mouth, "Yer so beautiful… I must have ye," he groaned. Then his tongue entered my mouth.
My stomach rolled and I forced myself to kiss him back.
He leaned back as the drugs continued to work on him. The carriage stopped, "We're here," I whispered.
"Good I'm beginning to get dizzy," he smirked.
I got out of the carriage and he stumbled behind me. I paid the driver and thanked him then took the pirate's arm and he leaned on me as we entered the house.
"Aren't ye a little scared to live so far out from the main town love," he asked as we entered the house and he looked around nervously.
"What would I need to be afraid of," I asked.
"Ye've never been in Tortuga before love," he quipped.
"I like it quiet, after having fun," I purred.
We entered the house and I helped him down the stairs into the basement. "Why are we going down love," he asked.
"I have a bed set up in the basement," I told him.
"Ah," he said and nearly fell down the stairs.
When we got downstairs I helped him to sit, "I'll light some lanterns," I told him.
"I don't need the light," he chuckled.
"I like a little," I said and went about lighting the lanterns. The drugs would reach their peak soon and he would pass out. I had to be ready. I watched him as I lit lantern after another revealing the make shift dungeon I had created. His eyes widened when he noticed the variety of manacles and whips arranged on a table. I moved to the door and locked it from the inside with a key.
"Eh Elle… what's happening here," he mumbled.
I picked up a set of manacles and moved close to him. He tried to stand but the drug made his legs weak and he slumped down into the chair. I clapped his wrists in the irons and attached them to the hook above his head. "A taste of yer own medicine pirate," I said as I moved to the rope that was tied off to a hook in the wall then pulled on it with all my might pulling him to his feet and then slightly off the floor. His head slumped forward and I knew he had passed out. I tied the rope off suspending him and moved the chair that stood behind him. I removed his belt and weapons then placed a wide leather belt around his waist with hooks embedded into it. I manacled his ankles and hooked them to the belt around his waist bending his knees slightly. I stood up on the chair so I could reach him better and forced a piece of leather into him mouth and tied a scarf around his head to hold it in place. Now that I was sure my prey was secure and unable to escape or scream for help I went upstairs to get a good night sleep.
I took a long hot bath first, washing the stench of him off of me. I even threw up as I remembered the feel of his tongue in my mouth. I cried myself to sleep a little later. My night was restless, as nightmares of the past came creeping into my mind. My loving husband, dead… my precious son… dead, I woke up screaming their names in the morning's first light. I got up and dressed in a pair of tight pants and simple white blouse. I ate a light breakfast and thought about the pirate in my basement. What was he thinking? Was he afraid? He would be soon, if he wasn't yet. I thought about how his arms and body were feeling… I knew exactly what he was feeling, I'd felt the same pains as I'd been hung quite the same way that he was hanging now. I'd been hung helplessly while they slaughtered my family. I could only watch in horror and before I'd made my escape I'd wished they'd had slaughtered me the same. I shook the memories loose and they scampered to the back of my mind where I kept them most of the time. I picked up my sword and the key to the basement door then went down to see how my prey was faring.