A Buccaneers Kiss

Retching, she was released to cough and splutter on hands and knees.

Both the men laughed at her and she heard Jo-Jo ask if it had been good.

"Aye Captain. Reckon she'll learn the right way soon enough." The crewman responded happily.

Jo-Jo turned his attention to Emily as Coconut stood and wiped her mouth, cleaning up a few stray drops of saliva and semen.

"Not so hard is it? Now get on the bed. It's time you learnt how to buck those hips and work your thighs." He said to Emily with a glint in his eyes that promised this was going to take some time.

The crewman who had had his dick sucked left and two others walked in with large smiles splitting their faces.

Coconut felt a deep hatred well up in her.

"Am I done?" she asked. Hiding her emotions well.

"Aye. Get out." Jo-Jo replied with a dismissive wave of his hand as Emily whimpered but obeyed. Crawling onto the bed. Her red hair already disheveled and her eyes wet with tears.

***

Once outside of the Captains quarters. Coconut lifted her skirts and ran. Racing through the ship's corridors and downstairs, past the galley and weaving past crewmen until she reached the lowest deck. Here she stopped and checked no one was looking before she opened a hatch and quickly descended the ladder to the very belly of the ship.

Bilge water slopped around her bare feet as she went to a hidden chest.

This was where she had trained with master Ling. Here were the clothes and weapons she had used. With a clear intent. Coconut stripped hastily and changed into pantaloons, a plain blouse and black bodice. A belt went around her waist and she clinched it tight, settling the weight of a straight single edged blade into place and four throwing knives. Another belt went across her torso and held more knives and two smooth bore pistoles.

Something inside of her had snapped into place. She wasn't afraid for herself anymore and she didn't care if she died. All that mattered was killing Jo-Jo and perhaps freeing Emily. The later was a hope rather than something sure. This she knew in her heart.

With the resolve of the desperate. She checked the priming and powder of her pistols and turned to leave.

"What are you doing?" asked Master Ling softly. His dark eyes filled with unreadable emotion.

Coconut touched the hilt of her sword.

"Killing Jo-Jo." She replied strongly. Her voice full of her intent.

She watched him carefully, Master Ling wasn't easy to read. He had limited English and rarely showed emotion. Why he had trained her had never been fully answered.

When asked. He had replied with an answer that she hadn't understood.

"A Master must have a Student." He had said.

She didn't know that he wasn't' Chinese at all but had come from Okinawa as an outcaste. She had no knowledge that Ling wasn't his name or that he held to a code of honor no westerner could fully comprehend.

He stood very still as she watched him for any sign that he would stop her.

"You will die too." He said.

"I might. But I'll kill him first." She replied stubbornly.

Ling sighed and then bowed.

"So be it. Let us die together. With honor." He replied and stepped out of her way with a sudden smile.

***

Jacob Fry had seen Coconut's dash through the Galley and checked to see if anyone was chasing her. When he couldn't see anyone, he had sheathed his cutlass and gone back to the broth he was making.

Just as he was throwing in a few onions, he saw her and 'The Chink' stride past.

Seeing that she was wearing pantaloons and extremely well-armed, something Jacob had never seen before, he decided to follow.

For a large man, Jacob moved very quietly as he stepped out of his Galley and up the stairs in the wake of Coconut. Shouldering his old rifle as he did.

He padded after them through the cramped corridors and up towards the Captain's cabin. Passing only a few dimwitted crewmembers who didn't notice that Coconut was armed to the teeth.

Cal was standing guard at Emily's cabin door and nervously looking down the corridor where Coconut had just gone. It had become his post and he was the one that counted Emily's chits each day.

"What's going on?" he asked Jacob when he saw the cook.

"Don't know. Smells like trouble." Jacob replied gruffly as always. Passing the young man without further thought.

"Is Coconut in trouble?" Cal squeaked in alarm and scurried after the large man.

Jacob didn't reply. He was done talking and more concerned with why Coconut was armed and looked like she was aiming for a fight.

Cal bit his lower lip and then decided he too should follow. Being much the same age as Coconut, Cal had long felt that she was perfect for him. His favorite fantasy was to be made Captain and become Coconut's owner.

***

Four men stood outside Captain Jo-Jo's cabin door. They were amongst his most loyal and ardent followers and had been promised a turn at training Emily.

As Coconut and Ling entered the corridor. One held up his hand to stop them.

"He's not done yet." He managed to say before a throwing knife slammed into his throat and two others followed in quick succession to hit him in the chest and eye. The blade to his eye killed him instantly and he pitched forward.

The other three blinked and it cost one of them his life as Ling darted in close and rammed an open palm into his nose. Splintering the bone and sending the shards into his brain.

With the space being tight. The remaining two drew long knives and lunged. Ling twisted around the rear most and stabbed upwards with a precise thrust that slipped between ribs and skewered the heart.

Coconut hesitated. Killing the first guard had shocked her. A cut to her arm made her twist away and react with all the training she had received. Her right hand crossed over the guard's arm and rammed a blade into his throat. She let go and continued her twist as the guard stumbled past. Her left hand buried another blade into his side and ripped upwards and across. Disemboweling him as he fell to his knees.

Completing her turn. She faced the door and a grinning Ling who had his hand on the handle and waited for her.

Jo-Jo had heard the commotion outside and guessed at a mutiny. It was a danger that he always feared and was ready for.

As Coconut and Ling were finishing the guards outside. He leapt for the escape hatch he had had built and yelled at his half-dressed men to hold the door.

With a nod from Coconut, Ling yanked the door open and they both charged in.

A shot fired like a thunderclap within the room. The bullet splintered wood by Coconut's head and she yelped as a few hit her face.

Ling dived into a roll and drew his sword as he came out of it. The blade swept through the acrid cloud of powder smoke and sliced off the hand that was still pointing the pistol.

Emily screamed as blood splattered across her chest and face. Coconut threw another knife and it slammed into the sword arm of the second crewman who had been 'teaching' Emily.

He dropped his sword and went for his dagger with his other hand. Coconut was too fast, her own blade sliced across his stomach and then across his neck.

As the man fell, she saw Jo-Jo slam shut his escape hatch, she knew where it led and yelled angrily.

"RUN you SHIT." She screamed and then bolted out the door, nearly colliding with Jacob. Only her nimble reflexes let her dodge around him and continue her run.

Captain Johannes Jones reached the poop deck and quickly realized that most of his crew weren't revolting. A few shouted orders and they drew weapons to protect him from whoever was mutinying.

When Coconut, Ling, Jacob and Cal reached the main deck. They found Captain Jo-Jo surrounded by twenty of his men with blades drawn and a few leveled muskets.

Emily arrived a few moments later with a sheet wrapped around her and a pistol in her hand. After the initial shock, she had quickly realized what was happening and grabbed the gun to help Coconut if she could.

"Me thinks you have made a mistake." Captain Jo-Jo yelled and laughed when he saw who was standing against him.

Coconut grimaced. She knew there was no way to cut down so many.

"What now?" Emily asked in a whisper.

Before Coconut could reply. Jacob lay a hand on her shoulder.

"You want him dead?" he asked.

"More than anything." Coconut replied as her hand gripped the handle of her Katana tighter and her knuckles turned white.

Jacob nodded and leaned against the main mast. Raising his rifle, he aimed carefully.

Jo-Jo watched and wasn't concerned. The distance for an accurate musket shot was much closer and he had men in front of him.

"Drop your weapons and I give ye me word. I'll spare the lot of ye." He yelled with confidence.

"That means we're dead." Murmured Cal sorrowfully.

Jacob waited and watched the flag. Breathing steadily and calmly. Unlike the muskets, the rifling of his barrel meant he could shoot with deadly accuracy over this range.

"LAST CHA...." Jo-Jo began to yell and then flew backwards. A large hole in his forehead and his brains erupting from the back of his head.

As the eggy smelling smoke drifted upwards. Not a soul made a move or sound. All were stunned at first and a few just looked down at the corpse of their Captain.

Coconut's mouth opened and closed twice as she turned to stare at Jacob.

"Rifle." He said and patted the butt of his Baker Rifle affectionately.

"Erm... What about them?" Emily asked in another whisper, using her head to nod in the direction of massed Pirates that were glaring at the small group.

Master Ling stepped forward and drew his long and short swords, with a flourish, he struck a pose that the crew had seen before.

As many as they were, they had all seen his deadly work when boarding a ship. The small oriental was well known for his war cry and the slaughter that ensued afterwards.

Coconut could see the doubt on their faces as they weighed up how many of them would survive his attack. Taking his cue, she and the others stepped forward too.

"No one else has to die today." She shouted to the wavering crewmen.

One man stepped forward and dropped his musket. Another followed and lay down his cutlass. The rest remained still.

"Join us and I'll make sure all booty is shared equally." Jacob yelled.

The men muttered as a few more stepped away, three made a point of going to stand with Coconut and her group.

"Who gets to be Captain?" shouted one man.

Jacob shrugged and looked at Coconut, Ling smiled as he pointed to her. Emily held her breath and Cal answered.

"She does." He replied and grabbed Coconut's hand. Raising it up in the air.

A few of the men laughed.

"A girl? NO ONE has a girl as Captain."

"You will if you want someone who can navigate this tub." Coconut shouted back. Knowing that aside from herself. None of the Pirates could navigate properly and only she could read the Naval Charts.

It was an unexpected turn, but as she thought about it, she began to like the idea.

"Aye. Agreed." Said one of the older men and took a place beside a growing number of men that now stood with Coconut.

With that. The rest of the crew nodded and lowered their weapons.

***

A day later....

The 'Echo' sailed into a port that was on the coast of Cuba. It was a sanctuary of sorts, for Pirates willing to pay the fee, and Coconut had more than enough gold. She had watched each night as Jo-Jo counted his gold and seen where he had hidden the chest.

Emily stood next to Coconut as the docking ropes were secured.

"You can find a ship from here. I'll pay the fare." Coconut offered.

Emily shook her head.

"What if I want to stay with you?" she asked.

Coconut turned to face Emily and tilted her head inquisitively.

"Why would you want that?" she asked. Holding her breath and hoping it was because of her.

Emily blushed and looked down at her feet.

"Do I have to spell it out?" she whispered.

Coconut felt something well up inside of her. Emotions of relief, love and desire all rushed up and tumbled together.

She grabbed Emily around the waist and pressed her lips to Emily's.

Emily squeaked a small and muffled yelp of surprise and then let the kiss take her. Opening her mouth and accepting Coconut's probing tongue. Together, they explored the soft warmth of their mouths and lips. Reveling in the sensation of it and not caring that the crew were cheering and leering at the same time.

Breathless, they broke the kiss and Emily blushed a bit more as the cheering and lewd wolf whistles finally registered in her ears.

"I guess not." Coconut replied to Emily's earlier question with a naughty giggle.

"I think we should go below." Murmured Emily in embarrassment.

"Now THAT IS a good idea." Coconut giggled some more and bumped her hip to Emily's teasingly.

Emily looked at her feet and smiled to herself. Liking the idea while remaining a bit embarrassed.

Her feet moved in time to Coconut's quickening stride as she let herself be guided towards the stairs and a waiting bed.

Jacob smiled as he watched the two young girls hurry away. He felt content for the first time in years and sighed happily.

Cal sulked on a barrel of rum.

"Wish that was me." He said under his breath.

Jacob heard him and laughed.

"She's more than a pup like you could handle lad but cheer up. Captain Coconut has already said she's going to recruit some lassies... too many men abord you see." Jacob said jovially. The cheerfulness sounded odd coming from him.

"Who's going to be frightened of women Pirates?" Cal snipped back like the teenager he was.

"Clearly. You have little experience with women." Master Ling said and laughed with Jacob as the boy scowled.

The End.

***

The 'Echo'. Captain Coconut and Crew may return...