Chained Cargo (3 page)

Quinn’s g
roup
entered the captain’s cabin where
they unexpectedly discovered
the
mother
Danielle
de
Moncey. She was naked kneeling on a chair with her hands on the top of its back and her back arched and arse sticking out. She was being fucked from behind by a naked young officer, her large breasts swaying freely.
At the sound of the pirates entering, they both froze, the man’s cock still inserted.

Quinn
pushed into the cabin and burst out laughing at the sight. She was overjoyed - t
his was a great catch
-
the very woman she
had been
hunting for
years was now in her hands
.

“Tie
her up and get her daughter. G
ag them
both
and lower them into the boats as quickly as you can.
Put this man with the others and make sure they’re securely bound.
Fletch search
all of
these cabins for the dowry, it’ll not be far away.
” Quinn turned to look at Danielle. “
Maybe th
is
wom
a
n can help us
save time
?”

“No
n! Certainment pas!
”
Danielle
de
Moncey
answered defiantly.
“Allez faire foutre!”

“You’ll be whipped for that
!
Kill an officer or two if you have difficulty
finding the dowry
Fletch.
Start with the one who was fucking this bitch.
”

The women were tightly bound
and gagged as they were; Françoise in her night shirt and Danielle naked. They were
lowered by ropes into
one of
the boats
now
waiting at the starboard side of the ship
, the side completely
unseen from the shore.

Quinn looked down to make sure all was in order. “
Return the women to
the
Scorpion
Tom
and
keep
them below on the middle deck
with their governess
until I return.”

Fletch had located the dowry
,
after having cut the throat of
the
naked
officer to make the others talk. The chest was lowered into the second boat, along with other valuables found
in the captain’s cabin
.

Quinn watched the process
intently
.
“Has the rudder been disabled?”

“Aye cap’n,” Fletch replied. “All ropes to the helm are cut. Do we burn her?”

“No. Let’s not attract attention from the shore.
A clean get away is what I want. I have my prize.
Everyone back to the
Scorpion
and
get ready to sail out
to the open sea
!
”

Before leaving,
Quinn took out a document from inside her jacket and went into the Captain’s cabin to lay it on
the
chart table. It was the ransom note. She searched for a quill and ink.
She added on the outside of the note, “
We now have
Danielle
de Moncey as well as your daughter
Françoise
. The ransom is now double. The
C
ount must deliver it in person as instructed
inside
.
”

Once the boats were stowed back on board the
Scorpion
, Quinn wasted no time in weighing anchor. There was still a good breeze
. In the dead of night the Scorpion
silently glided into the Caribbean and away from Dominica.

Quinn went down to the aft middle deck
to the compartment just
behind the main mast
. Th
e
re the
two hostages were sitting on the wooden planking still roped
and gagged
.
Sarah, still naked and in her yoke, was sitting against the side of the ship. The yoke behind her neck was attached by a chain to a ring on one of the ships members.

The Scorpion still had its old slave attachment rings on its middle deck, a reminder of its days as a slaver. Lines of iron rings were attached to all of the ships side members at this level, about four feet off the deck. Other lines of rings were set into to the deck and roof beams. Hundreds of slaves were chained to these during the ship’s voyages from Africa to the Caribbean.

As with all sailing ships, the main mast descended the full depth of the ship to the keel, passing through each deck level like a wide column. It was the central feature in this otherwise empty compartment.

“Have the old lady attached to the mast Fletch and get me the cat.”

Danielle
de
Moncey
was hauled to the mast and roped
to it
by her wrists and ankles. She hugged
it
closely, still gagged. Fletch returned with a bag, which contained the ship’s cat ‘o nine tails. He handed it to Quinn, who removed her jacket.

“
R
emove her gag. I want to hear her yell and beg. Her daughter
and her governess
can watch.”

Fletch did as ordered and
Danielle
de
Moncey
was now
roped
naked at the mast.
She had a fine figure for a woman in her forties, with a strong back and large firm arse. Her large breasts oozed out each side, pressed firmly against the mast.

Quinn brought the first forehand lash of the cat across
Danielle
’s back. She flinched, but made no sound. The second backhand lash came down on her backside, again no yell. Quinn continued to lash her a dozen times. At each movement of the whip Quinn’s large breasts moved freely and enticingly under her loose shirt. Finally she paused. It was clear
Danielle
was
starting to break; s
he
was
pant
ing
and shudder
ing
in her bonds
, her body
shining with sweat. The cat had left her back and backside covered in
dozens of raised
crimson stripes.

Quinn
then
continued merc
iles
sly.
Danielle
’s first yell came after the fourteenth lash.
It made h
er daughter struggle in her
ropes,
trying to plead for her
through her gag
.
But
Quinn had been waiting for this moment for a long time and she had a wicked grin on her face. She stopped again only after the twenty fourth lash. 

“Aaaaagh
arrêtez!
Je ne peux plus
. I beg you, stop!
I’m sorry for what I said.
”

Quinn handed the cat back to Fletch.

“Well, in future mind your tongue or you’ll be whipped again
and again with this.
Untie her and put her in
a
slave
yoke like her governess
. She can remain here naked chained to the
ship’s side as well
.
Yoke the daughter too, she can keep the nightdress.

Quinn left Fletch to it.
Two
iron yolk
s were
taken from a crate on the ships side.
Each consisted of
a four foot rod of iron with three ‘U’ shaped iron loops along its length. The middle loop was wider to take the neck. Fletch
took the first and
unlocked its end and dismantled it.
He untied Françoise and
took her left wrist and placed the first wrist loop around it and slid the rod through the holes on its ends. A short spacer tube was slid down the rod to the loop. The larger loop was placed around
Françoise
’s neck and the rod slid through it, another spacer tube was slid down the rod to the neck loop. Finally her other wrist was placed in the remaining loop and slid on to the remaining end of the rod where Fletch locked it with a paddlock.

Fletch dragged
Françoise
by her yoke to the side of the ship opposite Sarah. He attached a long length of chain to a ring on the yoke behind her neck and pulled it through a ring on the side of the ship. He left her a length of chain to move around with before paddocking it.
He
lifted
her nightdress.

“Nice
young
body
, no sense in marking it
. You
z
ma will take all you
z
whippin’s instead.”

Fletch
went over to Danielle, who was still tied to the mast. He
looked over her back. The cat had left a number of cuts.
He went back up to the weather deck and returned with buckets of water and a sponge. He started to sponge Danielle’s back with fresh water, she winced as he touched her. He released her from her ropes
and
she
fell to her knees
exhausted
.
He put her in the second yoke in the same manner as Françoise, then he made her stand up.

“You
z
got a nice body for an old mother, bitch.
”
He took hold of one of her breasts.
“Huge tits!
I
z
take great pleas
ure
in shafting you
z
and whipping you
z
some more if you
z
misbehavin’.
”