L.A. Pirates' party -- a Ballad.

Genere: POETRY (not so serious but... it's just a buccanners' ballad).
TITLE: L.A. Pirates’ party – a Ballad.
DESCRIPTION A sexy corsairs’ themed Halloween Party in a mariners’ song
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##### This is not an entry for the 20+22 Hall+owe+en contest. Is just a joke, from a drunken crew at ease on the vessel. Yep, it is somehow related to a Halloween Party, but nothing serious.
That tale includes some light bondage, exposed nakedness, and a touch of Reluctant consent (as in the Pirates' tradition, since… forever).
There will be no cheating, no cuckolding, and no violence. Perhaps some characters might “show” that they are a little afraid, but nothing is too scary.
Please forgive the mistakes, English is not my native language, and the flood of Rum doesn’t improve the poetic skills of the crew, ha, ha, ARRR! #####

Introduction to Rum Poetry (a ballad).
It was Halloween night in 2022. In Hollywood (Los Angeles) a young Actress, recently widowed, had organized a big party at her lavish Mansion. The theme of the costumes was "Corsairs of the 18th Century."
In the large mansion, a wooden Vessel had been built on the second floor, all furnished with antique wooden furniture as if filming a pirate movie.
Between games, bets, and Halloween pranks, the Mansion Owner ordered her friend Susan to shackle her husband Lucas to the huge Mast, like a prisoner to be interrogated. And perhaps also to be whipped (it was just a joke! or was it?).
In the Mansion resounded the notes of a minuet, played by a string quartet (violin, viola, cello, and double bass). But the most attentive people recognized the notes of the famous ballad "The WELLERMAN," or rather: a chord turn that resembled that, as well as dozens of other pirate ballads by anonymous composers. At the end of the evening, a song was composed, based on that music and with the same playful atmosphere. Most of the participants were drunk, so the rhymes and the number of syllables could be wrong, but no one paid attention.
The ballad is known under many names and nicknames. Perhaps you have heard of it before The title could have been "The Spaniard Man" or "The Shackled Man" but it was eventually remembered under the name "The Wife and her Man."
The two choruses are referred to as "female" and "male" only by theatrical custom (from the time of Lysistrata by Aristophanes) with no strict adherence to a gender duality: actors, tailors, makeup artists, and hairdressers can sing in one two chorus choruses according to their singing abilities. Let us say that the division would be, more properly, between High Voices, in falsetto (much used by sailors) or imitating sopranos, and Deep Voices, such as baritones, basses, and altos.

There once was a Party on Halloween
and a wife and her husband came in:
she was so shy, he wore a grin,
invited by her friend: the Widow Mean. [female chorus: “Mean!”]

[Have you] Ever seen the ship led by the girl
who was the nastiest in the World!
A Vessel sailing the Seven Seas:
Come, come and stay to see! [male chorus: “See!”].

Soon, a proud Spanish man came
Who disliked our precious Rum
One day, his wife said “I’m done!
Make me orgasm, or… now go!” [female chorus: “Go!”]

Once shy, now she was just bored:
she chose to act like a perfect whore
Her hubby, shackled, cried and swore:
I’ll please you on next shore!” [male chorus: “Shore!”]

The hubby was chained to the Mast…
…Yet, as always, he try to cum fast!
His wife raised a stern eye
And said: “You will wait, because: I… [female chorus: “Ay ay ay!”]

I. MUST.BE. the FIRST to cum!
You are too selfish, I need more fun:
and today I’m safe ‘cause you’re tied:
you’ll be teased and, yet... denied!” [male chorus, sadly: “Hung!”]

The wife was pretty, but not a Goddess
She just disrobed without prudeness
Too Vanilla? Maybe just a fog,
she shows him an emerald plug. [female chorus: “Yay!”]

“You wear it for me?” Obviously, not!”
She was so brave thanks for all his knots
“I wear it because I fell full
while you are too fast, always dull!” [male chorus, sadly: “Burn!”]

Soon the slutty She-Captain came
With a poisoned breath smelling of Rum
She sends away the wife, as prey
for her buccaneers, night and day! [Female Chorus cheering: “Until the Day!”]

“Don’t take advantage of her, unless…
she asks, or she begs you to cut her dress!
She’s my friend, don’t make a mess!
Now, this man: the man I want to test.” [Male Chorus: “Test!”]

“Do you believe it was just a joke?
With arms n legs chained to the block?
And what about this dripping cock?
simply by peeking at a bare buttock! [FEM CHORUS: “Watch your Cock!”]

My late husband…” (she said with glee)
“…He knew how to give orgasms to me!
Your wife is sad, now you can see…
Woah! Stop drip, or you’ll stain me!” [Male Chorus: “STOP!”]

She wielded a foil: "time for Fence!
You were bold, now you have no defense
A duel of sword and hard cock, so tense,
Learn to hold on, or you'll pay the expense [Female Chorus: “Dance!”]

Dance? Oh, I know! The wife in corsairs’ bed!
Maybe she will be screwed or shared
by drunken males who never cared
‘bout dumping loads of cum over our head. [male Chorus: “Head!”]

Are you jealous? You are a fool, enough.
if you had loved her (with or without a cuff)
She would never have gone through
The hands of a male crew so rough.” [Female Chorus, willing: “Rough!”]

He tried to reply, but "No mansplaining!
I'm sick and tired of guys who keep playing."
She gagged him, went out, began pacing
ran away on large heels with elegant swaying. [male Chorus: “Sway!”]

Left alone by his cruel Host
who killed her husband on the coast
oh, boy, he fears nothing most
than the green hand of a scary ghost [Female Chorus, feared: “A Ghost!”]

It was the spirit of her husband, killed by her!
To tell what happened, a skilled writer
would have to be who we will hire.
He wished to escape but he was tied, still tighter. [male Chorus: “killed by her!”]

A time ago, the slut walked away in bootsies
Leaving him dreamin’ of women’s pussies.
Suddenly, holy cow! A giant Octopussy’s
tentacle entered from the deep Seas! [Female Chorus: “Deep Seas!”]

“Unleash the Kraken!” she ordered
Until she found he was deeply scared:
“Now leash the Monster!” she uttered,
Because he seemed totally afraid. [male Chorus: “Afraid!”]

A drunken sponge passed the door
Trembling and crawling on all four.
He despised whoever was on the floor
Until he realized she was his “Amour”, [Female Chorus, coquettish: “Amour!”]

Smelling of Rum, wearing used buccaneer
clothes. He wondered what happened to her.
She smiled, teasing his cock in the air,
with slender bare toes of her! [male Chorus: “TOES of her!”]

“Don’t resist me, now is the time!
I need your cum and all your aim!”
He spurted cum in ropes and ropes
fulfilling each of her hopes [Female Chorus, craving: “Ropes!”]

Soon the cumshots covered her chin
Flooded her mouth, on tits, in between.
It was the night of Halloween
Lovers made love and every sin. [male Chorus: “SIN!”]

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She bowed to the audience while the curtains fall:
a crew of people clapped in the hall.
“We made sex in sight of them all?”
“We just broke the Fourth Wall!" [Female Chorus: “WALL”]

Once she was a teacher prude…
… now they like the sex! Even rude!
They live all week in the nude
enjoying life in the right mood. [male Chorus: “the right MOOD”]

Allow us some advice, dear reader:
boredom and laziness will lead her
to inert sloth. But you need her
full of sexual desire: come and greet her! [Female Chorus: “greet her!”]

Soon, your life will change for you,
if just try to do something new.
The ballad over the Ocean blue
says: “We both may be Corsairs too!” (repeat ad libitum).