Message-ID: <2968eli$9708150946@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: author22 Subject: HANG EM! The Pirate Affair, Chapter 9-C ADULTS ONLY! (M/M) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.gay,alt.sex.first-time,alt.sex.masturbation,gay-net.erotic-storys,alt.sex.magazines,gay-net.erotic-storys,alt.sex.stories.moderated Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <33F31DAE.1D6D@ix.netcom.com> ---------Beginning of TPA09-C of A/B/C ------------------ --------------------------- The Seagull had trimmed her sails for maximum speed and was overtaking the Swan Louie. >From the moment she was over the horizon; the lead vessel was aware of her presence, and the captain ordered her to heave to. When the two ships were within hailing distance, the captain of the Louie was rowed across for a conference. The two discussed a plan to entrap the Bloody Cutlass and bring her crew to justice. Both ships would turn north toward the Carolina's, but the Seagull would lag behind out of sight, just over the horizon. They presumed the Cutlass would not make her move 'til night had settled. Under cover of darkness, and running no lights, the sloop would move closer until the attempted intercept. At that time the Louie would flash a handful of gunpowder, and the Seagul would engage the pirates from the other side. ------------------------------ Life for Anne Bonney, onboard the Swan Louie, while far from unpleasant was foreign to her. Her owner did not treat her like a slave, but neither did he treat her like his equal. To the independent ex-pirate this was worse than being a slave; she was being treated like a woman. Each night, while being bedded by the good Doctor, her mind wandered from the sexual pleasures she was enduring, and instead tread the path of fantasy. Her mind constantly took her back to her early days in England when she was a "man". Her imagination rode that horse into the future with dreams of exploring the new world. She saw herself on horseback, riding freely into the sunset, living off of the land. In no way could Anne Brennan Cormac Bonney (Redliffe) exist as some man's chattel, wife, or salve. She had overheard the plans being made to trap the Bloody Cutlass and had decided, if at all possible, to use the encounter to escape. She noticed the frequency that the red headed crewman disappeared into Julie's cabin, and used his absence to purloin and hide clothes she could use to switch identities. As the sun sank below the horizon she readied herself. Then in the dark shadows on deck she stayed alert, watchful for the first glimpse of the pirate ship. It was shortly after midnight when she thought she saw movement in the far distance off of the ships port bow. Her eyes strained into the distance. Two hours later she could clearly see the oncoming vessel, as it steered a course which kept her hidden by the Louie's first sail. Her conscience bothered her; she felt like a traitor. But, as always, her goal and her willpower kept her from deviating from her plan. She would not alert the lookouts. As one-thirty grew near, the pirate ship was clearly visible. Anne changed into the seaman's clothes and stood just forward of the first mast. No one should take notice of her; in the darkness she was just another sailor on deck. She scampered up the mast to the top of the sail and tied a line so she could swing the distance to the oncoming ship at first touching. All was quiet except for the sounds of the ship cutting through the water. The angle of the intercept was less than 30 degrees. All onboard the Cutlass were in readiness for attack. The entire crew was grouped on her bow. Frank felt certain that the snare would be an easy one. His gaze was on the deck of his prey. As the two vessels impacted, the pirates let out a mighty shriek and jumped aboard for the capture. No one noticed the seaman who swept in the other direction, and into the upper regions of the Cutlass's forward sail. Anne remained hidden. It was the second impact that was her undoing. No one aboard the Cutlass had been watching her stern. When the Seagull hit, the vessel lurched and rolled. Anne went flying through the air and landed in the ocean some thirty feet to starboard. The unexpected attack from the Seagull astonished the pirates. In an attempt to break loose from what now was obviously a trap, she attempted a turn to starboard. The maneuver was effective, and the Cutlass moved rapidly away to the west. There was too much noise and commotion for anyone to hear the sound of surf pounding against rocks. The sickening sound of her hull being crushed, her timbers being split, her keel being broken, descended upon the pirates. Their plan was being fulfilled, but not as they had wished. The quick change in course had left Anne abandoned in the dark waters. As the Seagull passed she was able to grasp a trailing line. It appeared that one of the lines from a grappling hook had gone unnoticed. Both ships were attempting to move both north and slightly east, away from the rocky shore line. Anne had only two choices; stay with the Seagull, or swim for shore. Given two choices she had always chosen the most dangerous. Ten minutes later she let loose of her life line and swam towards land. Those ten minutes had been valuable ones in that the Seagull had carried her away from the rocky point, but not far enough from shore to make any difference. Her progress was faster than she realized. The shore swells were turning into surf. The sea was breaking gently on the shore. It was still very dark when she pulled herself upon the beach and crawled beyond the reaches of the water. ---------------------------------------- There had been only two survivors from the Cutlass. The Cook's boy had sensed the impending danger. He had cajoled his older lover to abandon ship during the boarding of the Louie. They had swum toward shore and heard the pounding waters of the rocky point. Holding on to each other they let themselves be swept south until they no longer could hear the perilous sounds. Then they swam toward shore. They stayed alert to what they could see of the ensuing battle. The encounter faded from view as they drifted south. But the sound of a ship breaking on the rocky point left little doubt as to what had happened. When they reached shore, they found a place protected from the night air, and fell asleep in each others arms. Early next morning they scoured the sea shore both north and south looking for signs of survivors. They could find none. They then proceeded south. It would be a days journey on foot to where the treasure had been hidden. ---------END CHAPTER NINE THE PIRATE AFFAIR------------- The Author invites interested readers to visit his homepage where you can link to both text and html version of his work. http://www.netcom.com/~author22/small.html All E-mail will be responded to in less than 24 hours. -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /