In the Shadow of the Jolly Rouge
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Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
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18,809
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3
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In the Shadow of the Jolly Rouge
~The shadow of the Jolly Rouge~
Das Vampyr
Authors note: These characters, place and situation are all based upon my MSN role play groupDark Tides. All characters, places and situations are of my own creation and copyright to me -
please do not steal, copy or otherwise mangle them - it would upset me greatly (and you don’t
want to see me upset, trust me). More will be forthcoming, I promise, until then, enjoy...
~Part one~
~Ceto Port, Royale~
The quiet costal town of Ceto, just outside the border of Royale’s prestigious Citadel was hardlya place where crime was an everyday thing much less violent crimes even those fueled by
passion and outright rage.Blake and Dalton Weston had known Astrid Resee for the whole of their lives and had watched
each other grow from children to young adulthood and during that time there was precious little
to separate the trio of fast friends. Nothing save for tragedy. While Astrid had been the sole
survivor of her family to live through a storm brought shipwreck for many a year, even at the
tender age of eighteen, Blake and Dalton had yet to know the pain caused by the loss of a loved
one to death. A lesson they learned soon enough when raiders came to Ceto and sacked their
family home, brutally killing both of their parents as they slept in bed. The only happy instance
that came from that tragedy was that the two young men were out carousing the local tavern
when the attack occurred - and it shook the two young men to their very cores.Astrid had done everything she could think to help ease the suffering of her childhood friends,
inviting them into what was now her own home and caring for them.Over the years, the corn silk maned beauty had blossomed into the very vision of loveliness that
very nearly all the young men of Ceto envied and vied to court but were held at bay by the
constant presence of the two sable haired Weston boys.Very near a year had passed and the trio had become as close as ever, Blake and Dalton now
residing within the Resee estate in the meantime and as that milestone approached the Weston
twins became increasingly restless, moody and withdrawn. Something that lead Astrid to no
small degree of concern for them.As Astrid dressed for bed one night, her trusted and loyal maid, Sylvan, gently drawing a boar-bristle brush through the long, golden tresses of her mistress and helped her into a sheer linen
night shift she offered her longtime friend a comforting smile. “They’s just still gettin’ over the
loss, Miss.” Sylvan muttered, pulling the thick down comforter up to her mistress’ chin.
“‘Afore ya know it, they’ll be back to the way they always was before.”“I hope you’re right, Syl. I miss them the way they used to be.” Astrid sighed deeply and
smiled wistfully. “A shame one can’t turn back time and make things go a different route...” “Aye, Miss.” Sylvan agreed. “But then how’d ya know it’d be any better the second time
‘round than the first? And that ye don’t make the same mistakes?”Astrid chuckled. “Good point. Good night, Syl. Pleasant dreams.”The young maid curtseyed and bowed out of the room, echoing her mistress’ sentiments.Not far from the Reese Estate was the Buck Thorn Tavern, known to be among the more rowdy
in Royale, frequented by traveling sailors and other...less savory characters and the very
company in which Blake and Dalton were keeping themselves. They had been frequenting the
tavern for several months now and had earned themselves quite a reputation with the ladies of
questionable virtue there, it was for that reason, more than any other that night, that they placed
themselves there for some...entertainment. Unfortunately the wind and tides were set against
them that night - a merchant trader had just come into Royale Cove and deposited her
passengers, many of whom were attention starved seamen, which, of course, drew attention
away from the twins and left them in a most foul humor for the night.Blake and Dalton left the tavern in the wee hours of the morning, high on alcohol and frustrated
by the lack of female attention which they so craved. They had attempted to get friendly with
some of the higher class entertainment in the area, but the lack of coin put them at more than a
slight disadvantage. They did manage to find a scullery maid returning from a tryst with her
lover and took a measure of their frustration out on her.She was a petite little blonde with a skinny waist and large, dark eyes that held a distinctive
‘come hither’ expression. Blake lured her into the dark alcove of an alley between closed
merchant shops and thrust her into Dalton’s waiting arms.The young woman’s scream was swiftly silenced by a balled kerchief hastily stuffed into her
mouth and her wrists bound tightly behind her with a piece of masthead rope.“Listen dove,” Dalton purred in a drunken slur as he groped her breasts over her bodice, teasing
at the still pert nipples that rested concealed beneath. “You do what my brother and I say and we
won’t harm you. You do it well and we won’t tell your employer that you’ve been nipping off to
screw the stableboy in your spare time, savvy?”The young woman could do nothing but nod to his demand, as her own master was fond of
having her in his bed as well and her relations with the stable hand were not a mater of public
knowledge.“Good.” Blake whispered from behind her, hiking her skirts up to her hips and caressing her
slender thighs. “Been busy tonight haven’t we, love?” He teased to the dampness that still
permeated her bloomers. She only whimpered softly in response as he drew down her bloomers
and put a hand between her thighs, teasing at her damp sex with his fingertips.Dalton, meanwhile was unlacing her bodice and exposing her pert, young breasts to his hungry
lips and hands. “I’m gonna take that rag out of your mouth, dove, but if you so much as whisper,
my brother there will bugger you in a way that’ll assure you won’t be able to sit for a week.
Understand?” She nodded and coughed softly when the foul tasting rag was removed. Dalton
undid his breeches and began to stroke himself as he pressed a hard kiss on her lips, after a while
whispering thereto, “you know what I want, dove, and don’t feign innocence. Take it all down
your throat so those ruby lips rest at my hilt.” His voice turned nasty. “You know how to do
it...we’ve seen you with your stableboy.” Harshly he thrust her face down to his groin and bade
her take his erect member in her mouth before she could protest. “Gently now, dove....I want to
enjoy this...” He fisted his hands in her hair so she could not pull away and began forcefully
moving her head back and forth along his length.Blake smirked as he watched his twin, his own hands busy as well. One with several fingers
sliding in and out of the young woman’s slit the other stroking himself to a powerful erection.
He stood behind her and smirked with a devilish glee as he withdrew his fingers and thrust his
shaft hard into her with a low groan. Not unlike Dalton his actions were anything but endearing
as he slammed his hips hard against her soft round ass holding her hips painfully tight to him
with each plunge.Dalton coached the petite maid in just how he wanted her to suck him with gestures more than
words she could hardly draw a breath for how fiercely he was sliding down her throat. He let
loose a low groan as he came close to cumming and at this she began to panic, having never been
forced to swallow in the past. This would be the exception. Her weak struggles only served to
inflame him more and he brought her face to him all the stronger and loosed his load at the back
of her throat with a deep moan - oblivious to the young woman’s gagging and struggles, and
waited with a rapidly softening member for his brother to finish at her slot.Reaching around between her thighs as he drove into her, Blake fingered her little bud as he
drove nearer to his own peak, his other hand holding her hips steady as he pounded into her
mercilessly delighting in the sensation of her spasm around him as she came to her own climax.
Just before he bridged his own peak he withdrew and forcefully drove himself into the afore
threatened orifice and came with a loud groan of relief, well masking the young woman’s
attempted scream at that penetration. Though that was likely more aided to the fact that Dalton
still kept his member in her mouth. He shuddered slightly with delight at that release and gave
his twin the faintest of nods and to that cue both men withdrew from her and watched,
dispassionately as she collapsed on the filthy ground of the alley.“Not bad.” Blake muttered. “But I’ve had better.” He tossed two gold coins to the ground
beside the still bound woman, and addressed her in a chill tone. “We are respected members of
Royale society. You breathe a word about us to anyone...and you’ll receive far worse than what
we’ve just done to you.”Both young men dusted themselves off, rearranged their clothing to a far more publicly
presentable state and strode out of the alley with a maniac grin and chuckling. “Not a bad starter to the night.” Dalton muttered as they strode down the gas-lantern lit streets of
the port side Ceto. “But what say we have a bit of different fun.” His storm-grey eyes took on a
look of delighted menace at the thoughts brewing in his head. With a meaningful wink to his
sibling he added with a demonic grin. “Something a little closer to home.”The nights entertainment had just begun.